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Apr 2015
she's calling me from across the land
across the corridors of stone, rocks and sand
the empty expanse which separates us now
will soon dwindle as we journey to Tankwa Town

the desert can be harsh but maybe she can be tamed
or better put, respected, as she lets you have your way
to stare into her milky eyes, star studded and moon-rising
and hold her close as you whisper "You are truly mesmerising"

and when the sun has set on a week
where i hope only love, respect and care, of we speak
you, my darling, my sandy treat
will have nothing left from me but prints from my feet
the call of Tankwa Town is deafening, as AfrikaBurn approaches. South Africa's flavour of Burning Man set in the Karoo where art, imagination and the human spirit come together for one beautiful week in the Tankwa Karoo National Park. My feet are quite literally itching to go!
craig apogee
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craig apogee  South Africa
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