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We are sand in the desert
We are mirage of some kind of god.
Only bedouins and gods have fun in the desert.
But you are neither.
You are just a grain of sand,
that the wind blows all over.

But still the wind among millions
notice right that sandgrain
and takes it away, over the wide wasteland,
to a wider desert:
Monument to the human race,
which celebrates with pride
it's barrenness
it's barrenness

You’re sand in the desert.
Can be it won’t find you, never.
You’re mirage of someone’s god.
Or rather a deep sunken waterhole.

We are sand in the desert
We are mirage of some kind of god.
Only bedouins and gods have fun in the desert.
But you are neither.
You are just a grain of sand,
that the wind blows all over.

You’re sand in the desert.
Can be it won’t find you, never.
You’re mirage of someone’s god.
Or rather a deep sunken waterhole.
You’re sand in the desert.
Can be it won’t find you, never.
You’re mirage of someone’s god.
Or rather a deep sunken waterhole.

The most tangled maze ever
is the one with no rims or walls.
Drained ocean’s your desert
where your ship was doomed to run ashore.

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