[33] Desert Moon, Roger G. Singer, D.C.

There’s a shadow in the desert;
secrets under the sand and a moon
encouraging worship.
Winds from a distance,
unwanted and cold.
Creature side tracks scatter to
Everything that breathes must
be strong; life is the gold of
A forbidden land. Wide boundaries.
No fences. Safety is unknown.
Water escapes the lost. Crying
surrenders all hope. Silence prompts
In deep night, vengeance covers the
path of escape.

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