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The Desert  (depression, camels, etc)

I am going to drown
in the desert.
My lungs won't work properly;
I am struggling to breathe.
Each choking breath makes my eyes run.

I am alone
with sand and far-away camels.
The camels won't talk to me
because camels don't talk,
and even if they could talk they wouldn't understand
that I am drowning in this dry, sandy place.

As far as the mind can see there is nobody
I think maybe I hope for too much
but I am in the pitiless desert
where everyone is striving to survive.
Anyway, who would expect to see a drowning man
struggling to breathe
and wasting water from his eyes
in the desert?
Written by paragon
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