I taste the sand from the ground come up to my mouth. It causes me to spit, I taste the nasty dirt stuck in my mouth. I taste the dryness of my mouth, I need water. I taste the last grain of sand as it leaves my mouth. 
I taste a snowflake as it lands on my tongue, it dissolves instantly and another appears. I taste the ice from the lake and it makes me hungry, I taste the warm food I brought for myself. I taste the last drop of my water and decide to try another snowflake.
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