TRYTryAs the bones lay bleachingin the desert sun,a man came stumbling by.As the sun beat downupon his naked head,he stopped to ponder why.Having been lostfor many days,His mind was ina heavy haze.As his thoughts focusedon the bones again,a tear came to his eye.And then he continuedupon his way,It's for a manto try.
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