I cross the bridge ,
And leave behind;
A place I know so well.
A place without surprises,
So ordinary,
And dim.
My journey is fatal,
Though I can not bare to leave behind,
That, Oh so known place.
Lost visually,
T'will be,
And Scattered,
In Memories;
Some I can not tell,
I cross the bridge,
Nervous for new,
A place,
I won't know so well.
I cross the bridge,
Forget about,
The place,
I knew ever,
So well,
Awaits me,
New surprises,
Though I will never forget the old,
I should say,
That one is silver ;
And the other,
Is gold.
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is this about moving school? its really good!
