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Hummocks of Glimmering Sand
The sun was newly risen above the Earth His golden smile warmed amber desert sands The grand landscape resembled barren lands as sepia grains were slathered in rippling waves That's what I saw through blurred vision the hallucination of turquoise rivers in a mirage This sea of sand was the color of maple honey but bore no trace of footprints, boat nor oar It held no countable fathoms of unknown depth to serve sailors as their watery graves Its swells were not waves washing to the shore nor slithering sea snakes, worse by far No lush oasis to be found as an illusion to my eyes, nor cool stream to quench a weary traveler's thirst This Eastern dune held no date palms for a feast nor shade from which life could be reimbursed Here, the moon does not control ebb and flow There are no tides except for those guided by Mariah Her harsh winds blow without a wit of warning and scorpions have no fear of drowning in undertow In the vast hummocks of gold glimmering sand I found myself living life sorrowfully chagrinned lost and confused while the sun blistered my skin I circled the shores of this scorched desert sea until parched, death took its final payment from me
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