The secret behind the bridge.

The secret behind the bridge.

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At night it lights up brighter than the stars. As i walk across looking over the beautiful city, it brings back so many memories from when I was a child, when me and my mother would walk across together. As I was walking a little tear drip from my eyes, the day my mother passed she promised she would walk me across it one more time on my birthday, unfortunately she died in a car crash a month before it. When I was a little girl my mother told me I would find my true love walking across this bridge one day. I knew it was all true. Nearly every day in the evening when the sun is slowly going down, I would walk across this wonderful bridge wishing that one day I will find my forever true love. Tonight I am very sad, it's my birthday, and my father can't make it he has a very important meeting. 'But dad you promised me! You said me and you could walk across the bridge tonight!' I said with tears running down my face. 'Yes I know, maybe next time I'm very busy with meetings tonight. Just
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