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Oct 3
We come from dust, and to dust we go
Our lives are short, and then we're low

The earthy smell reminds us where we're from
And where we'll end up, when our time is done

We live and laugh, but soon we fade
Back to the dust, from which we're made

Our bodies weak, but our spirits bright
Shining like stars, in the dark of night

We're made of dust, but we're special too
A spark of life, that shines right through

So let's make the most, of the time we have
And cherish the dust, that makes us who we are.
Lade
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Lade  19/F/Nigeria
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