Desert Heat: A Poem
- Sri

- Nov 3, 2018
- 1 min read
Desert Heat, Barren, Plain, Beautiful. Then fields CRASH! Barren becomes bountiful. Supplying food to us, Who live in comfort and happiness Barren once again, Few civilians, Many Plants. Few farmers, Many Tractors. Few stay, Many Pass By. Desert Heat, Barren, Plain, Beautiful.




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