Secret Ingredients
Beginnings
We walk the worn paths
Of an unexplored landscape
The first of many
Mirage
Heat searing the dunes
Visions of water beckon
Far in the distance.
Waves
Ripples of dreams lap
Against the shores of the night
Lulling me to sleep
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