Shake off the dust wipe away the tears. Just let´s get out of the desert. Take me where I can smell the blueness of the sea, taste the salt on my skin feel the wind in my hair. Savour this flavour of life.
Shake off the dust, wipe away the tears. I need to get out of the desert. Smoothe out the creases erase the wrinkles wriggle my toes in the sand stretch out under a clear sky and watch the sun go down. So I must get out of the desert soon.
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