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The wandering
A tall, beautiful, slender woman wanders in the vast desert, she hasn't a clue where she is going.
The calm winds sweep her long blue hair across her bare shoulders.
The sunlight beams through the dense grey clouds
Illuminating a path before her very feet.
She follows, step by step, she is not looking ahead.
The beauty of golden sands resonates with her very soul
Not a thing in this world could vanquish her faint but stunning smile
from upon her soft face
She comes upon an oasis
The water, so clear reflections can't be cast upon it
Yet the floor can't be seen like the oasis itself was of some what
infinity
The grey clouds dispersing
sunlight magnifies upon the water she stands before
As she walks in she begins to melt peacefully
as if she's liquifying into water her very self
The oasis enlarges just a small bit
My heart is this much upon bliss.
