Poem -
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Among withering cactuses
And plateaus of love
There is an oasis.
Leave me. Make off.
An endless desert.
I think, I deserve
Sandy outskirts.
Take away your dessert.
Isolate me in oeuvre.
Low key or overt.
In savannah's chert.
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