1 Wanderer

Beneath stary sky, path lit by moonlit gaze.

Path no other could see in dark.

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Sands of time move under feet, this Sahara, this mind.

Dry thought... Dry feeling.

Persuing death, to no avail.

Cannot die...

And as so...

Seen much of death.

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Devoid of trust, alone, conspired against.

A cold disheartened spirit. Alive yet lifeless in soul, caged behind ever shifting sands.

-It continued to wander-