A Bridge Apart
- LETTURE 78
- Voti 11
- Parti 3
bridge1
brij/Submit
noun
1. a structure carrying a road, path, railroad, or canal across a river, ravine, road, railroad, or other obstacle.
"a bridge across the river"
synonyms: viaduct, overpass, fixed link, aqueduct
"a bridge over the river"
2. the elevated, enclosed platform on a ship from which the captain and officers direct operations.
verb
1. be a bridge over (something).
"a covered walkway that bridged the gardens"
synonyms: span, cross (over), extend across, traverse, arch over
"a walkway bridged the highway"
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Two friends.
Far apart.
A bridge they find and across they go.
Drake and Danetta are far apart the only way they can talk is through text and even then their time zones are a barrier. A wish to cross the ocean and meet they each find a bridge outside their windows, a bridge the cross out of curiosity and a pull they feel.
A bridge that ends with a smile on their faces.
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Cover by me
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