Desert woman

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
our longing for eternity.

Submitted: June 14, 2016

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Pulling up ropes from empty wells, vases with nothing but dust, and remnants of what once was, filled with life at best. She who faced many a suns, weep only tears of sand, amongst her silent beasts, who have long but ceased.

After miles of relentless tests, like her longing for death, her thirst grows in strength, but her persistence at last, leads here to rest.

All in demented vain, as she collapses dreaming rain, her vase only a curse, but one quenched of thirst.


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