Desert Dream

Pointless desert, in the middle of nowhere, no water.

Dying in the sand, watching the sky searching for at least one cloud to bring shade.

Vultures flying over me, circling waiting for their next meal.

Why did I leave home? All I wanted was just some space from everybody.

Not this, I should have turned back when I had the chance.

Life in this desert has been grueling but at least I made it this long.

The vultures even stopped following me.

 Hey Andrew, wake up its time to get ready.

Okay, give me 30 minutes I’ll be right down. Fuck I was so close, I could have been dead by now.

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