When the days are burning and the sand is flame.
When the sun shines down and dries you all up.
When the wind blusters through, baking your skin.
When you cannot remember why you came.
You lose yourself to the shifting landscape.
Ego lost as you take on an unknown name.
Throat dry, eyes crusted, heart pounding, so bright.
Soul bound and the heated desert aflame.
You chance it, rolling bones in a dice cup,
Living timeless, wondering what has been,
Knowing you keep moving all the same.
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