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There was once an explorer, with one thing on his mind

He searched through a sea of sand, time after time

Ever looking for his treasure divine

 

He seemed to have one thing on his mind

Ever looking for his treasure divine

And repetition awoke his blind

Rest your soul, the chest he did find

Though still emptyhanded, there was nothing inside

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samir
Syrian
Published
Apr 23, 2011
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1/3/2011 Samir Shahrestan- From A Silent Cryptic Basement

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