On A Lonely Bridge Comments

Standing above the speeding cars, the trucks, the occasional motorbikes..all the lights below resemble the glimmering sea.
Vast and dark, dashing and quick as they sped by underneath.
The highway never looked so tranquil.
As I pondered my memories- the delightful first kiss, my first love and first embrace of intimacy. A tear began to roll mournfully down my cheek, stopping at the edge- then slipping quickly down to the endless highway below.
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