The ground is hundreds of feet below me
As the bridge swings from side to side
The havey fog makes it hard to see ahead of me
A mighty river flows beneath
I can hear it far below
The bridge swings
The thick fog
One wrong move
A hundred foot plummet
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Author:
Tony36 (
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Comments1
I've walked that bridge before. A nice write with great imagery
Thank you
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