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Memory of Footsteps
He was standing on the seventh floor near the door
Welcome to life he said
He was at the top of his game as it were
Welcome to the world he said with a gun
One day years later I heard quiet footsteps
Approaching slowly from behind
I turned around we hugged each other
Welcome to time I said, the great equaliser of all things
I know my little memory of footsteps will be
Swallowed into eternal oblivion
By the ruthless ocean called the universe
But for now it's there with all its might
Like the death of a butterfly in a child's heart
My life, my love, but mostly love
Thank you for being here and now
Thank you for being you.
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