As I look at the longest, driest desert,
I search for the most beautiful flower.
All the mirages,
All the scorpions,
All the winds;
My doubts start to increase.
Then I see a point in the sun.
As closer I get glows brighter than the sun.
Then when I get to the destination,
I see the flower.
It is beautiful,
It has a rich, lovely fragrance.
That is what makes the longest travel worth it.
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