Wind blowing from dusk to dark
vanishing the thoughts of that day
some dusts roaming around the land,
sounds of lizards splitting with wind
where I put on my hat, weapons in my hand, move forward...
Darkness blinded my shadows
some lights appeared and disappeared promptly.
Thornes of cactus touched my boots, some were crushed and damaged.
I find it difficult to walk with fear,
fear of my death....
I stopped my foots and thrown away my weapons and move as barefoot.
cactus wounded my foot but now I'm unbound from Fear.
the desert suffused some hope in my thoughts. Darkness hided in mind and dawn appeard with a coffee...
I wake-up from my day dream and checked my foot where cactus wounded...


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