Might as well love myself
A few weeks ago I was standing on a pedestrian bridge with a dear friend, watching the huge, swollen river flow toward us, aware that it was at the same time passing underneath us and flowing away.
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A few weeks ago I was standing on a pedestrian bridge with a dear friend, watching the huge, swollen river flow toward us, aware that it was at the same time passing underneath us and flowing away.