We are a dust cloud
We are running out of time
We are mere Carbon
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Timeless is the sand
Through hands it brings mystery
And troubling minds
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We breath dirty air
Man made consumption of Earth
Chemical body
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Study this planet
We found nothing we could do
But stand and test fate
About the Creator
Aaron Hodgkins
I shook my brain and out came 214 little hairballs of thought.
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