In a transparent myriad of men
I stand, transfixed
I am lost, searching
"Am I the Crestfallen?" I ask
There is no light...
"Am I the Blinded?" I ask
...nor serenity
Redeem me, I yearn
I yearn for an answer
I am lost, searching
"Am I to vanish like water?" I ask
The desert is my daily bread...
"Am I to wither like trodden grass?" I ask
...and tears of threefold my drink
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