The Walk To Sobriety
The Walk
Long hot desert
Empty of people
Not even a camel in sight
He clutched a euro coin
In his sweaty palm
He was left handed
Wanted to buy
A glass of beer
Hatless he fainted
Belly up
Awoke at sun-down
A date palm
Clutching a coin
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