I really don’t know if I can,
I don’t know if I can, all the way there,
It’s such a long way,
The ground is scalding, and the air thick,
And a hot wind is blowing against me,
Each step is a struggle, with each ragged breath
My chest hurts more, my legs beg for reprieve, and
Sweat is pouring off me,
The journey is long,
Pressing on.
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Wheat Field
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