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Desert Wanderer
I was recklessly driven to such a BARREN place so much like myself, and this empty quest was just a fool-hearted venture. Always living on the edge, I was adventurous and wild with a high tolerance for risk. Everyone who heard of my plans, both friends and foe, cautioned me "No"! My best friend Stan, my girlfriend Ann, and my worst enemy, Van said "No"!!! But my mind was 'made up', my brains were 'shut down', and I was a clown. I had wandered here and wander there and just about everywhere. So I whispered to myself, "With the proper care and the proper gear, why not me"? I always knew that there was no place like home, but I had a THIRST to run and roam. I figured that if things got out of hand, I could always retrace my tracts and retreat. I had read about a German family who got lost and died in a desert. After thirteen years their vehicle and their bones were finally found. Their fate and misfortune brought tears to my eyes, and a vision of heavy heat waves and wind gusts of death flashed across my brains, but I quickly dismissed it saying, "Not I", and departed. I reached the desert and felt at home with a different kind of beauty in brush and sand. But before long, I saw mirages and realized I had made the last wrong turn of my life. My only OASIS was an unearthly one as I was ushered into heaven. 09242018PoSoupContest, I Wander The Desert Alone, Edward Ibeh *Fiction
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