Ouch, that's harder than I thought, so here goes:
From sandstorms there was no respite: it got to a point where I could almost see myself through powder puff dunes trying desperately to find...what? I thought solace was here, in this cave...only to find myself in another's clasp, vice utterly alien. "Read", it says (it doesn't smile), but what shall I read?
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