DUST

At the end of the day, we are all dust.

We try to find identity all the time, it is human-nature.

We crave to be put into some kind of category.

I strive to be accepted, to be understood, to be shown attention.

I don't like to be over-looked. No one does.

Why?

It is in all of us, at some time or the other, to want to identify.

It isn't a lie.

But we must remember that we are but dust.

"Are you quite sure?" Cynicism asks.

Yes.

God said dust.

- Sage

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