Is the bridge to my own power
I must translate
My own fears
Mediate
My own weaknesses
I must be the bridge to nowhere
But my true self
And then
I will be useful
~ from Donna Kate Rushin, The Bridge Poem
Maybe in some distant place, everything is already, quietly lost, or at least there exists a silent place where everything can disappear -Haruki Murakami
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