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VAGABOND
He drops on the sandy folds,
of the mighty dunes.
A vagabond around the endless sands.
Parched throat,hazy eyes & cracked skin
A quest to survive unfolds before him.

Meandering across the lands and
crawling against the winds.
Not a speck of life was visible
around him.

Staggering across, concrete crack floors.
Scorching under, the red hot sun.
Nothing lush, nothing green only
decays of death scattered,
Was only seen.

THUD. SILENCE

The vagabond tripped over a tree,
stream of salty tears trickled down.
He hugged the tree, with all his might
feeling the life beneath it.

Quest completed.
Goal accomplished.


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