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We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it
That’s what they’d say to me
But now I’m here and it’s not quite clear
Where I’m supposed to be

Is this the stairway to Heaven?
How do I know if I’m on the right path?
I’m stuck in the middle, this must be a riddle
Do the answers lie in the aftermath?

Earth floats freely behind me
What lies ahead, I can’t see
Perhaps I’ll just wait, but what of my fate?
Seems I’m stranded in reality


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