Roaming The Desert
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Roaming through the desert, feeling it's arid heat
soaking through my skin, warming me excessively.
Reaching out with my eyes, noticing prickly needles,
sticking out of various cacti.
Each of them having different styles and dimensions,
all of them with a propensity to hurt a human being
or animal if they're not careful when walking by them.
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