Dust falls
it falls everywhere
like snow in the forest
do you hear it?
silently it accumulates
patiently appearing
as if by magic
out of nowhere
then it begins its search
under chairs, behind bookcases
without foot steps
it creeps up and ensnares
hair: dog, cat hair, human hair
spider webs
skeletons of fantastic structures
I witness this
having also fallen
not able to move
with eyes slowly glazing over
slowly being covered
by the falling dust
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