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What of this dust,
kicking up,
away, wisping?
Breathe, breath of
those before me.
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And what of me
under their feet?
Those of the living,
breathing after me,
coming after me?
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Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust
nothing can keep me,
not even your love.
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Dust you are,
to dust you shall return.
Soon, it will be,
it will be your turn.
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Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
Nothing can keep you,
not even my love.
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To have, and to hold,
to love, and to cherish,
until parted by death.
This, my solemn vow
until my last breath,
starward bound.
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Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
Nothing is forever
except for dust.
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I will love you, forever,
from dust, to dust.
Nothing is forever,
except for us.
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About the Creator
Sara Wynn
Poetry is my language, and Earth is my playground.
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