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The Mountain And Me
Dunes, keep getting steep,
Stings ready to strike, the scorpions keep,
Sand, pierced in my eyes deep,
Into my soul,
the deserts creep.
Through the deserts, as I walk,
Memories haunt and dreams mock,
I flee and run till I hit a rock,
But my own shadows,
Don't stop their stalk.
I scream and yell,
But there's no one to tell,
I run and run, breaking my shell,
Hungry, thirsty and fatigued,
Lost my senses, I fell.
Cold, the night I pass,
Sun rose, peeping through grass,
Monstrous trees, my sight can't pass,
Into the ...