Thirst!
Thirst!
Thirst!
Not a drop of water!
But sudden heaven pitying
Out of large grey rock
Provided a stream
On flowing
On flowing!
And ass the beggar eats with trembling hands
He drank
He drank
He drank
And drank
The more he drank
Till full
He fell
And moved not.
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