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The Golden Gate Bridge extended from the crest, where I stood. An auto chase street pavement was made perhaps for 'Robin Hood'. 'I was big enough.',
to myself I thought. Autos would climb this road as it rises; the third collisioning as it followed the squad together in rhyme. My uplifting did abide, big enough for that; being smaller The Bridge did seem polite in my eyes there: surely not my ego at this moment demise. Yeah, it swayed; I knew: but, it did not at the moment for my eyes to disclose. It's really quite more than nothing; it is something to see from repose. Yes, I have seen it, and it has kept me on my toes.

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