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He sings of his homeland. He describes the desert wind in a way where she can actually feel its warmth on her face. He describes the way the sun interacts with the endless sand so perfectly she can see each and every grain shimmering under its rays. He describes its infinite mystery in a way that makes every neuron in her head race with curiosity. She had always heard the desert described as a horrible place of torment but what she sees before her is a place of endless beauty and imagination.