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Friday, June 29, 2018

Nothingdust

Contributor: Obellia Pitlex

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I touch your hand
you reach
try to touch my face
but I am dust, now.
I am a wind
free to fly
at last
free to fly
and see
all that I have always yearned
to see.


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I build bits and suffer fools only because the pay is great.

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