Dusty

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when i am dust ill brush upon your face,
a tiny moment i shall seize.
than with glory, than with grace...
ill take a ride on the gentle breeze.

thers plenty of dust flying around
around the faces which do not feel
we doubt youd hear our high pitched sound
and if you did you'd doubt its real.

one day you'll something vile
for- dust takes up too much room
so you haul to a pile
and so you cast us to our doom

you wish to drown us in drops o rain
so we deminish to a lonely nothing
you wish to kill us with wrath and pain
so you may be the one last laughing...

....and than one day one lonely minute
when you are striped of all your sence
you shal realize we are in finite.
So let us strive! let us Dance!





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