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Wandering alone in the night through desolate worlds of stinging sand and howling winds, seeking, searching for lost dreams... Stars stare down mocking and cold, gibbous moon a vast malignant orb laughing in ebon sky as I grope amongst sand dunes, feeling my dreams and hopes sift through my fingers as the sterile sand... Crying out defiance and rage, I stumble on, even as the storm thickens and closes in--vision dims, then fails, and the shifting, swirling sands enclose me, just as time enclosed and buried my dreams... Darkness swallows me even as I scream my rage to the merciless winds, and I am cast adrift in limbo... February 11, 1974

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