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Oct 2012
Dust
I am the dust

The dust, it is myself

I am drawn to it

Bound to it

Its power

Its infinity

I am the dust

To the dust

I shall return

Like the dust

I too, shall fade

Yet ever-present

Like the dust
Written by
Connor Sullivan
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