On The Motions And Going Through
We say goodbye And hello With the same mouth Breathe air for greeting And dismissal We go through the motions Waving a welcome Bidding adieu
Maybe it is all the same A series of arrivals and departures A coin flipping until it eventually lands Everyday â a door walked through Our shoes laced with yesterdays strings
We walk in and out Not knowing which breath will be goodbye We keep stepping A welcome into the future We walk on Because the door is always open Until itâs not.
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