The dust builds every single day.
As I collect new items, I see
old items collecting dust.
Time goes by before my eyes –
yet, I can not see things
collecting dust in front of me.
I will not forget the things I miss
as I collect dust right where I sit.

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  1. otakuaegyochan Avatar

    Very real poem. It describes humanity so well, we live life as if nothing will fade.

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    1. jmacthedream Avatar

      Thanks for your comment! Only some notice the dust around us!

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