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I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days. And it looks to me, looks like we, ain't takin' a break. The sand in the wind, oh how it stings, like a ***** I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days. The sun, it dries, my skin like, a fuckin' raisin. And I'm going blind, from the sun shine, in my eyes. I need water, but no, manslaughter, is our first objective. And I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days. I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days.
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Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 11:06 PM UTC
Walking Through the Scorching Deserts of the Middle East
I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days. And it looks to me, looks like we, ain't takin' a break. The sand in the wind, oh how it stings, like a ***** I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days. The sun, it dries, my skin like, a fuckin' raisin. And I'm going blind, from the sun shine, in my eyes. I need water, but no, manslaughter, is our first objective. And I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days. I've been walking for, we've been walking for, what feels like days.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
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Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 11:06 PM UTC
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