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Arrival

There’s pain in the journey.
 
Nobody explains the pain,
in the arrival.
I'm try n’ remain
in constant departure,
while always arriving.
She’s aloof but, always thriving.
 
Waiting for the truth, ha.
 
You get to your destination.
You wish you can stay forever.
Nothing is long lived.
Glory is a quick fiery fever.
 
You can open up to me– so can anyone.
I belong to nobody, not even myself.
Who have I become?
 
You meet me.
You want to see more.
I promise you disappointment.
Here comes my departure,
as I see you arrive.
 
Maybe in another life.

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