Although searching
For kindred spirits
Gradually becoming hopeless
Causing himself to trample
Along nasty roads
Skin sunburned
From the big, raging sun
Desperately wondering and wandering over
For some compassionate passers-by
To bestow him something
For necessary rejuvenation
Refusal was their response
To this parched creature
Please bring forth
Or this man will perish
Forever...
7/6/98
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