Just Passing Time

August 8, 2012
By Old-World-Blues DIAMOND, New Freedom, Pennsylvania
Old-World-Blues DIAMOND, New Freedom, Pennsylvania
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There's a pipe across this stretch of water
That the faithless tend to cross
I watched my brother slip from it
So I call it the bridge of loss
And though it's rusted and frail as it is
It manages to grow its moss



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