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Under the bridge
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I’m under the bridge,
The freedom I can’t reach.
Although, it’s a nice day,
It is so far away.
The cars are passing by,
I want now to fly.
Yet, I have no wings,
Among few other things.
We are now in May.
When will this go away?
I am exhausted now,
Of all this disarray.
May 12, 2020
© By Igor Packer
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