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The Roadside Well
This sky was in blue and white,
The cold winds were blowing hard,
These hills and valleys were spitting
up flames of dust and the Flora and fauna could be counted with ease, and so was the hope of love...the hope of love in my heart!

It has been today!
today in the afternoon...and I was
riding my horse to the west, hunting
and craving for the hope of love...the
hope of love for filling up the ocean in my heart so that I can love again.

The sunshine was mercilessly
hitting my forehead and I was swallowing my own sweat.
My horse was staggering in the
sand dunes and at the same time a
young and beautiful lady was
struggling with drawing water
from the roadside well.

I ordered my horse to halt
and while it's breathing in and out ...