Vol. IV
Friday, January 2, 2009
the girl on a bridge
Under the rain, over the bridge.
In the blowing wind, there she stood.
A girl on a bridge.
Holding things in her hands that people do not buy.
Lifting her arms to those passers-by.
Who is going to take care of you?
I am just passing through.
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