-Sandstorm
"I am the wolf sent to the desert."
The fury beast told.
Skies clear far from his home.
"Why are you here?"
A scorpion asked.
Sheltered upon shadow of a rock.
"To see what I never see."
His ears pointed back response.
The sun blustered a warm sky.
"Why are you here?"
A snake sleethed.
Sheltered from light inside the cover of plants.
"To fell what I never fell."
His tongue swayed out of his mouth dripping replies.
A warm breeze of heat drifted down.
"Why are you here?"
A millipede stampered with curiosity.
Sheltered inside grains of dirt.
To stand where I would never stand before,"
His throat dried up repetitive questions.
A furry hide soon sat stone gazed against the dry sunset.
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