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Kickin in the Kalahari

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So here I am

One last time

Alone, like the land

Parched dreams

Fight over the canteen of hope

Bobbling it, spilling it,

As I lay

The wind whistles silence

Though it blows all the time

Dust and dismay

Upon this half world

Violet skies pursue a fleeing sun

Colored cacophony flood my eyes

A tide of lies washes a mirage of ease

Upon the torched shores of my flesh

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