Dust is me

Dust is me

Where have you come from,

Where will you go?

The path ends here

However far or how high you may go

 

You might take a while.

Great victories

Have found a place here

Friends, foes, lovers

For you may not know now

Truths will never be told

The deepest secrets are buried here.

Wind you are, waves too

Often you gave a slip too

How far, how long, will you evade me?

You are a part of me.


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Garry James
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