Desert Song
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Laurence Overmire
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Life is water
Slipping through your fingers
No way to hold or preserve
Drink what you can
While you can
Every drop-more precious
A thirst that cannot be
Quenched.
(Previously published in Poetry Shelter, Apr.2003)
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