Tired of all who come with words,
Words but no language!
l went to the sand-covered desert.
The desert silence does not have words.
The unwritten pages of travelogue spread out,
On all over the Great desert!
I come upon the tracks of Arabian camel,
In the Great desert.
Language but no words.
MyKoul
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