Desert

I stand upon the cliff, and look
Across the barren waste.
I understand at last, no book
Compares with what I’m faced.
This desert land before me, like
The desert in my heart,
A vicious rattlesnake to strike
And arid wounds impart.

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Written while listening to Peace of Akatosh (Extended) (2006), composed by Jeremy Soule and uploaded to YouTube by Geytkeypur.