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Cosmic Dust
Verse 1
Are we just dust
Part of the cosmic fabric
An arrangement of bits
Thrown together haphazard
Verse 2
An accident of design
That somehow works
Stuff bundled as one
With no real purpose
Verse 3
Rearrange the dust
We just stop
Life and death a fine line
Will end abrupt
Verse 4
Death returns our bodies
To cosmic dust
Ready to be rearranged
Once again to serve no purpose
Verse 5
If we do have a reason
The its not really obvious
Faith doesn’t explain it
Divine intervention oblivious
Verse 6
Theories of evolution
May enlighten us some
We started as simple clusters
Rearranging on the run
Verse 7
The greatest mystery being
Is what bonds the dust
Maybe the soul is the glue
For the cosmic fabric that is us
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