Hello,
I’m here,
Brought by winds that dropped me every now and then,
But I’m here,
Covered in things that ooze and things that sparkle,
But I’m here,
Sad and a little confused and sheepish at my reflections,
But I’m here,
A little older and a little wiser,
And I’m here,
Saying hello to you whom will only greet me once,
Saying hello to you who wait to greet me back,
I hope I’ve done what I’ve needed to,
I hope I’ve done what I’ve wanted to,
Because I’m here, saying,
Hello, what comes after our meeting?
What comes after death?
Goodbye.
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