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The burning sand
 

 
And as we struggle through the
desert, temperature 103 oh my
how hot it is the sun so bright
you can hardly see.

So thirsty you can just taste the
water that you know it's not to
be, but wait a minuet I see and
oasis hopefully not a mirage
instead, no it's real we can get
a drink

And repose a rest as well oh
dear Lord we know you are
there always to rescue us from
the burning sand and no water
you brought these things to us.
how we can thank you we must.

Brain tease
esroep repose

April 13 2019

Author Clara Case ( Deen )

By deeny107

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