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Walking along a desert, a fool, Thirst prolonged, a heat unbearable, As if a passion is stirring, Screaming, is the fool, For allowing the desert to consume him. Alas in the distance he finds the oasis, Shimmering bright with a lovely invitation, Radiance divine she invites him, though The fool is not trusting, perhaps a mirage, A trick for the trickster. But no, The fool enters his oasis; Castor beans and rosary peas with the beautiful Oleander Adorn and decorate the oasis. Beauty contrasted by the harsh desert around, The fool smiles.
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
The Fool's Oasis
Walking along a desert, a fool, Thirst prolonged, a heat unbearable, As if a passion is stirring, Screaming, is the fool, For allowing the desert to consume him. Alas in the distance he finds the oasis, Shimmering bright with a lovely invitation, Radiance divine she invites him, though The fool is not trusting, perhaps a mirage, A trick for the trickster. But no, The fool enters his oasis; Castor beans and rosary peas with the beautiful Oleander Adorn and decorate the oasis. Beauty contrasted by the harsh desert around, The fool smiles.
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
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