Not another living soul
For miles and miles around
Isolation takes its roll so alone
Dehydrated worn
And tired senses dulled
Delirium starts to unfold
Consuming you
Sensory deprivation
Mental suffocation
Feel no longer whole
Can't maintain control
Serene Oasis in the distance
Hallucinations of fatigue
Loved ones calling me
From within their shallow graves
Their voices echo in my mind
I am the wastelander
The master of my fate
No man shall stand before me
Mine to dominate

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