Thursday, May 12, 2016

Hope is the smell of water

Simpson Desert :  
               Hope is the smell of water
               A magnet on the plain
                         of desert, city, lost in the

                                       It says all is not lost
                            After the loss of everything
                     That God is love and wants your love
               after the night you betrayed each other

                                       That you belong here in this country
                                                 Even in your alien deportation
                                                       That the cold is your salvation in a blizzard

                          And the only way out of this terror
                          is to go right through its dark tangled thicket

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