This desert seems forever,
The sun shines upon my gear,
Each step is a forced endeavor,
Heart races and fills with fear,
My eyes wide open gazing around,
Any second the end could be near,
The heat waves are visible,
My bullet wound is evidently severe,
I struggle to the chopper,
Only to see it disappear,
So I'm stuck in the desert,
Stranded all alone,
I guess I'm never going back home...
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