dust motes 
that dance in light 
vibrations and waves 
just degrees from 
landing, collecting, 
then stay aloft-
hoping they 
might 
become something 
more than air- 
a cool 
downward breeze 
encourages, 
a density forms, 
motion stalls, 
molecules still, 
declare existence, 
and demand 
to be seen.

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