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My Life With Bridges

Posted on 03/05 at 08:54 PM

At one point, I slept under bridges.
Later, I contemplated jumping off bridges.
Then I realized I needed to burn some bridges.
At last, I have evolved to the place of building bridges.
Whew!

The only part of Jesus
that ran at Calvary
was his blood.
Disciples fled.
He bled.

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