The wind that blows

Although this is personal and is of me talking to my secret friend I thought I might share it. It is one flavour of the wind that blows...

In the desert there are those who howl at the moon.
Yeah, there’s a lot that goes on out in that there desert.
They say that everything’s new, even though it’s old.
Must be the wind that blows.
Perhaps I should go there.
There’s nowhere to go there, you know.
There’s always tomorrow.
But tomorrow never comes.
Then I will go to the desert to howl at the moon.

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