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Dust
Have you ever laid back and
Looked up to the skies –
Watched the comets fly by,
As the stars sparkle in guise?
Out there in the vacuum,
Is a darkness and truth?
A vast open space –
It hides mysterious clues.
Don’t question your life,
Or side with conviction.
Our planet is too small,
For personal affliction.
Fractured it is,
Human existence –
With no meaningful purpose,
Just ignorance and resistance.
When it’s all said and done,
We will be dead and gone –
Particles and dust,
With the universe as one.
© Dez Wilson 2016
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