From Dust
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From Dust
Life is dust
Without it we will not exist
Ask my cleaner.
No, don`t ask her
She is paid to remove it
A dusty book on the shelf
Are words waiting to be read
It has waited so long it`s
the author is gone, dust, but still has something
he wanted to say
before he is as forgotten as the rainforest
59 million years ago.
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