How pointless my existence is to you
A speck of dust within the desert lost
Despairing tracks were driven long and through
The unforgiving days exert a cost
How many grains of sand create a dune
A million lives are piled within the waste
My arid landscape not by water hewn
But dried out hearts know how the waters taste
Oasis is what I aspire to be
Belonging to a paradise a part
The wilderness could be the place you see
The water you withhold could be a start
Just irrigate my life and we will share
Oasis that was planted in despair


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