i could hear my heartbeats echo
bouncing off warmness of ground
night is letting off it's coldness
sweep through array of rocks
endless sand and barren hills
full of mysterious characters
i could imagine nasty thoughts
of those hungry crabs this noon
now, contemplating to dig into
my drying flesh or herds' hide
i could see their bubbling mouth
like suds from cold bud light
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