Pull in sandy breath
And let it fill the dry cracks in your lungs
Let it give you your grainy words
And find a proper place for your speeches to take root
Among the fertile remnants of the lost and the rot
Please don't forget the queries of your muddied mind
Wherever you decide to grow
Please remember to ask the dirt
‘Am I still dust'
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Yes, a good point to always remember, assures humility, a proper perspective on what we are: recycled star dust.