i chase the sun, on bare feet.
one thought i have, the sun stays.
no cloud to hide, my dim route,
for death, it hides, feel it's gaze!
one day I walk, smooth ground run.
mind rocks and sand, the track hides
eyes seek out cracks, could mean some
food, tum needs grub, each step bides
i have cool drinks, streams quench thirst.
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