above beneath around beside us
lies our very own detritus
dust the enemy of breathing
our own every action wreathing

it's our constant adversary
whether ignorant or wary
so though it might take adjusting
we must keep on keep on


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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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