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Through the shifting sandsI see blood on my hands
Weary is the dreamer who always has a plan
Stifled breathing, head pounding on once dry land
I chastise the earth with a crimson brand
With my body burning, aching. I move as far as I could.....no, as far as I can
Stubborn in my tenacity as I break free to never be bond by no man