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Bridge
For you
ill climb the Everest Mountains with bare feet,
ill cross the oceans
with simply
a photographic image of you
so my momentum can feed,
cross the Sahara without an ounce of water,
simply have you in mind
in the end your arms I shall touch,
devoted to you
forever i shall be your slave,
when the rain descent
in the middle of the streets,
my arms shall cover your sweet lovely skin,
when puddles are form
and I have no sweater or shirt,
to lay out so your feet wont be filled with mud,
I shall undergo surgery,
detached my skin with a blade I hold within,
lay it firmly in the street,
so you can walk and be clean,
many say only a dream,
yet I undergo any obstacles to reach my dream,
many call me a fool,
they see me building a bridge,
a stone once a day I lay,
the structure points towards the sky,
as I whistle and rhyme,
for my bridge would reach gods doors,
I shall knock on the door,
give him my life,
in return I shall hold my wonderful star
-che
