Among the sand hills,
I walk naked, with chivalry lost
and the regret of an oasis passed.

I see nothing but the sand dunes.
I hear nothing but swooshing winds.
I find none but my own dark shadow.

In a place so deserted,
I wish I become one
with what’s filled here.

A sand grain…
ingrained in the memory of
someone not worth regretting over.

This is in response to the ‘What Do You See Prompt’ by Sadje (any original writing inspired by the given picture).

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