Today's Yesterday

Somewhere along the way

I lost my way

And my map of no use

Ruined by spilled Coffee



I tell myself

Never look back

And this Little Match Girl

Has burned every bridge



At a rest stop somewhere

Not so far from here

I have seen a survivor

Bridge



And, as if the wooden planks

Reached out to me

I saw this old structure

Wave at me



I have stood, tonight

On my bridge

I have marvelled at the view

My name carved in the wood



Tonight, I recognised myself

When told, they were glad I was back

Tonight, I was glad I spared one bridge

This bridge I will make my house
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This is for new friends who were really old friends who have read me since my Tales from Register # 7. I stand at Register # 7, again, and I think of you, with kindest regardslips
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I know from my honest feeling and from your face and from your way of talking .rose teddybear
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