Every steps into six inches of Sand. Pullin foot out into next step, hour glass sand trickles tween toes. Fine'LINE RIDGE scribe toe ta heel. Crater'd sand catches bead a sweat. Silo'd shaft pivots walkin stick. Three o'clock sun vapours visioned sight. Side winder trail ghost'd shadow from the morn. Cacti in spike sunlit green an brown. Four foot'd lizard one in the air. Snow blind eyes squint squeeze out the light. Flaked skin blows out of sight. Drop of sweat hit's the sand!
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Bentlee. lol I feel your pain-Excellent!