Traveler
This never ending quest
On an old path
I have revisited
Running away
From sanity
Away From
Refreshing rest
Streams of sweat
Down my back
Dry sand in mouth
Only dreams are left
Oasis in heart
Mirages I get
Still
Gypsy Bedouin
Travelling alone
with hopeful jest
Nalini
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