Neverending dunes of cocoa colored sand stretches on.
Snow capped mountains peek from behind.
The blazing sun pours down, distorting the distance.
Her grassy green silks float in the hot winds.
She reaches to the sky for just a single drink.
Drowning in heat, and no water to have,
she succumbs and withers to ashen gray.
April 14, 2021 ~DRM~
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