My Last Golden Gate Trip

Crossing the same bridge, holding the same note,
I looked up to the sky but that eyes,
Surprisingly, came with open smile.
Crossing the bridge, holding the note written,
“I won’t jump if at me, one person smiles”
This world has the light somewhere, I survive.
Crossing the same bridge, holding the same note,
I looked up to the sky but you smiled.

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