To the wilderness renew
river is dry as the wetness gush
exit, retire to this known venue
whimpering water with its hush.
Downtime is when utmost busy
lopes and harbors montages
unto the verge of yours, caressingly
amongst clearance by mirages:
Seething rawness, floe is ashen
that quietude of desert gripped
salty outpours, pains that hearten
grains dishearten, painfully dripped
into river wet, runs dry-less
to the wonder, the wilderness.
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