Thirsty
Alone
Dying
Parched
Searching
one after another
hallucinations of a spring ahead
lead me to hopeful wandering
according to my name
bleary eyed and swaggering I pursue this hope for survival
but I never arrive
my thirst is never quenched
I am left to roam this cruel desert wilderness
Alone
Dying
Parched
Searching
WRC
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