Mirage
I was walking alone through the desert of life
Every step I took came with heartache and strife
I fell to my knees and could not bear go on
All the hopes and dreams I once had were gone
That's when I saw it, the sturdy tree
It spoke to my soul and beckoned for me
I pushed and I tried, just a little bit more
I found all the energy left in my core
I arrived at the tree and collapsed at its base
but as soon as I did the sand hit my face
the tree was a lie and on hot sand I laid
that my friend is the impression you've made.
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