Across this bridge, we'll meet. We'll come together and dissolve as one underneath the sky. The stars will bear witness as the heavens themselves pronounce you mine, just mine. You can't see the cars now, but they'll all stop - the world will stop for us. And when it does, I'll hold your hand and walk this bridge. The bridge with no end. The bridge from their world to ours.
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