Trip
I trip over goodbyes
that lay in my path
like roots on a forest floor
I can never seem to lift my feet
high enough to step over them
My clumsy heart always catches
on moments of parting
and as gravity takes hold
I beg the ground to spare
the small part of me that still
has enough courage to say
hello
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