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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.
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 3:47 PM UTC
Treasure
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.
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 3:47 PM UTC
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