DustA Poem by 122hoursoffearIn an existensial state of mind. Dust particles are clashing Through space Through the air Over our skin Humans and dust They are one and the same Humans are dust Floating through empty space
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StatsAuthor122hoursoffearCAAboutLiving in an area prone to senseless acts of violence, I choose to spend most of my time indoors either reading or doing personal research about various topics for fun. Ive been in a band for 4 years.. more..Writing
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