You are sitting naked on shifting sand,
A dream and a memory in each hand,
You mirror a mirage moving alone,
You call out but it is gone,
The road that brought you here
Is dragging you back,
The light you thought was near
Is fading to black,
Through tunnels through doors
You ached you’d be free,
The doors lead to walls
And the labyrinth leads to me- Nausher

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