Drought

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Sucked all the life from me
As I die of thirst, quietly
There’s no water to be found
The ground I pound
I let you in
And then the games begin
The mind games
The trickery
Making a mockery of me
I take your wand
I cast my spell
I fiercely rebel and I win against
The Drought

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