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Across Forrest Ridge
And thus I came upon... a planked rope bridge
stretched high.... across, Forrest Ridge
Was this my path ...my certain fate
had I been here before ..was I to late ..
To see the past...with stacks and reams...
of the life I lived ..filled with.broken dreams
And should I cross.... this lighted path
or return to an ugly... blighted wrath
back... to a certain destiny
where a life of sadness...
used to be