A Warm Desolate Dune
I thought maybe we could get a Kitchenette Hotel
Somewhere in Key West or Key Largo
We'll do all we wanted and no soul we'll tell
how we got out each our own perilous shell
When the Sun says it's done and up comes the Moon
It is time for all those hints and clues
to finally play out and pay off sometime soon.
under a blanket on a warm desolate dune.
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