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Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands and fingers clawing uselesslythrough the grains of sand...


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Hold your venomDo you recognise the instinctin me, fellow scorpion?

Hold your venomDo you recognise the instinctin me, fellow scorpion?



We wrote our names in the sandYou crossed mine out: I can't getback to the way I was.

We wrote our names in the sandYou crossed mine out: I can't getback to the way I was.



If onlyyou could have witnessed howmuch I have changed: sit alonein a disused theatre and feel whatI have felt, see how the world hastransformed me, like the metamorphosisof a caterpillar.

If onlyyou could have witnessed howmuch I have changed: sit alonein a disused theatre and feel whatI have felt, see how the world hastransformed me, like the metamorphosisof a caterpillar.



I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How do youcome to exist?

I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How do youcome to exist?



It is just my imagination that flies, While she is wrapped up in her bedsheetslike a nest.

It is just my imagination that flies, While she is wrapped up in her bedsheetslike a nest.





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This page presents the quote "Where is my oasis? Too far fromhere for me to crawl with thesedead legs, refusing to co-operateHands and fingers clawing uselesslythrough the grains of sand...". Author of this quote is Kiera Woodhull, Chaos of the Mind. This quote is about imagination, poetry, struggle, desert,.