LOST

The desert

 

a roar

of silence

 

bland colors

crooked shapes

life absent

 

an innocent

appearance

 

tempting

footsteps and

greedy eyes

to wander like

dust

 

random inspecting

overturning

a stone

 

looking back

or was it there

it all looks the

same

 

no water

no shade

 

lost

 

 


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