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Dust

by Mz_Gold

I find this mystery in dust This dust we call sand This dust we call dirt This dust we walk on This dust we sit on This dust we sleep on This dust we depend on This dust we shake off This dust we sweep off This dust we clean off This dust that causes; Harm to the nose Irritation to the body Pleasure to the feet This dust did we come from This dust shall we return to All to this DUST
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