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Sep 2014
The dessert is hot during the day but cold at night
My search for water has no limits
I forgot about the gold I seek
I forgot my greedy treasures I left behind
All I want is to survive
All I want is to live
I search for the search for the teasure of life.
Think
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Think  35/M/Los Angeles
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