1d
I walk alone,
where the sand forgets me.
Water calls ahead,
"It looks real",
"But so does a mirage".
My throat begs,
but my mind doesn't trust.
So,
I watch from afar.
where the sand forgets me.
Water calls ahead,
"It looks real",
"But so does a mirage".
My throat begs,
but my mind doesn't trust.
So,
I watch from afar.
POV-
hope vs fear
hope vs fear
(17/F/rainy forest)
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