Detached

on an arid region

lost and withered

I plead to the heavens

to quench my soul

but with none to tell me

that no one hears me

except me,

I tell me:

nothing is beyond these drylands

and clouds don’t grow ears

hush, and stifle the struggle

and so the desert was peaceful

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