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The Desert is Me

Posted by Fotoriz Monday, August 3, 2009 Labels:
Cascade I can see;
Water in thirsty desert;
Breeze, sandstorm not.

Rivers flowing - sound;
Of not thorny plants - living;
He has its own moon.

My heart, I believe;
That desert is green, fresh, pure;
I can see myself.

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