Arid — short poem
Poetry
Dec 31, 2023
I’m standing at a place which feels like dessert,
I’m thirsty to find the water around me,
the hot wind blowing on my face,
yet I seek to find comfort there,
it’s all a mess with the dessert sound.
I’m standing at a place which feels like dessert,
I’m thirsty to find the water around me,
the hot wind blowing on my face,
yet I seek to find comfort there,
it’s all a mess with the dessert sound.
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