Not much later or sooner before,
I was in the desert,
Hands tired and throat sore,
And from the corner of my eye I saw,
Waves hitting a sea shore,
And now I live in the river,
But the calm sea waves,
Now cut me like blades,
Water only taste sweet,
If u have tasted the sand,
So I began my search for a land,
I swam and I found the horizon,
The point where the earth meets the sky,
Where birds swim and fishes fly,
It was the next home to be,
My Oasis in the Sea.
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