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The bridge is out.


I step back into the river, 

My hand is outstretched – an invitation. 


Secure footing is elusive.


Water rushes by us, through us. 


We’re in it now.


With each step, 

We change the river.


With each step,

We leave the security we once (briefly) knew.

With each step 

We create a new present, 

a new future to navigate




As we make it to the other side,

the river changes us. 


With each step …


A new adventure unfolds.

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