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Dec 2016
I am looking at pictures of Camels in Afghanistan,
and do but wonder if I can survive for three days under a raging sun
not until my fluids evaporate quicker than I Incernerate
With the cold nights solidifying the particles i lost while trying to love a Lavishing Maiden,
Again,
I daydream of her sometimes as she still gives me hope that one day I will walk on the Sun
But without her, my dream might be achieved by the Camels in Afghanistan

Her boyfriend takes really good care of her, I must be trapped in a dimension filled with demons that keep telling me to ruin their relation.
But then again, I look at the pictures of the Camels in Afghanistan
and see myself as a Camel bottling up the Sun
I may have an ugly face that nobody wants to look at! but I am sure glad I made it this far!
I survived three days in a raging Sun without ever thinking of her!
Allan Mzyece
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