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The desert grabs my throat Like a vice grating my pipes I crawl on bloodied hands Defying her lust for death And she laughs And I die A door opens in the desert A door that has no walls And I crawl through Defying the desert And this life's troubles Are done At an oasis he gave in My brother drowned himself for thirst But I would not drop to my face To lap up the water of life And now we are both dead And my troubles have just begun He, like a child, gave in I, like a stubborn mortal, crawled on And he rests at the oasis And I have come to a desert.