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Stars, and Dust, and Words


These are the stories

The star maps

The shifting winds

I am the dust

Beneath angry footsteps

 

Here is my compass

Red as blood

Spinning

          Spinning

                    Spinning

And I am slipping

Out of control

 

But here are words

Etched into the dust

-- The dust that I am

And the winds blow

And I

Scatter

 

But here are the words

Spilled across the cosmos

-- The stars that beckon

And the winds blow

And I

Break

 

But here are my words

Written in my heart

-- The heart made of stardust

And the winds blow

And I

Turn

North

 

I am a traveller

Worn from my travels

Here is my compass

Created from stars

Stars

And dust

And words

 

We rose from stardust

We will return to stardust

But I am more

I am words

And I

Am forever

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