No one enters, no one leaves

I see you on the other side of each door opening.

When I step into the room, you step out.

When I leave, you enter.

Halfway once I ask you who you are.

You smile and answer.

Before you see me, we are one.

After you leave me, we are one.

In between are the doors of creation.

No one really enters.

No one really leaves.

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