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the mountains and beaches we so adore

now specks on our fingertips

we’re spending the day on top of the world

on the bridge that dons seven colors

yet spills into our days

an ocean spread of hues

up here

we’ve traced the seven seas with our fingers

erased the seven day of the week

lines cast

we’re fishing

for memories of today

a little silent bliss

some laughs

plenty of stories

and when catches run dry

i’ll bring with me to the End

our days fishing atop the bridge of colors