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The Bridge poem

I can’t stay here

Between that place

Salvaged,

With grit and torment,

From the disasters of the past,

And this,

Amongst the whispering shadows

Of how I wanted it to be.

This schism

This chasm

Needs a Bridge,

An engineering miracle

In praise of failure.


To work.


blakean poem courage failure





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