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Oct 2014
Beaming sun above my head
tons of sand hills ahead
my aura is blood red
but it kinda feels like
.. I'm dead

A desert that never ends
All I see is the sand hills ahead

golden sand , golden sand !

This must be the ultimate dry land

filled with golden sand.

Beaming sun above my head
I keep walking ahead
But I might as well just stop
cause I can't see an end.

So, what's the point
I can't see one water drop
I might as well just stop.

Beaming sun above my head
I keep walking and walking
up-hill
with my aura turning red as blood
but it still; it still feels like I'm standing still.
lina S
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