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Between the lights and fading signs
I feel the air begin to change
Another voice, another line
I leave but nothing feels the same
Transit — moments in between
Not here, not there, unseen
Every road becomes a stream
Flowing where the heart has been
Reflections move across the glass
Faces blur, the hours pass
I’m somewhere lost between my name
And who I’ll be when I arrive again
“departure… / tomorrow… / just passing through…”
Transit — fleeting yet complete
Steps align beneath our feet
Every turn, another start
Passing through your quiet heart
