The lonely poet wanders in desert He all time stumbles and falls ... He cursed three times from now for ever- It happens too often you'll tell... He wants to drink from a flask with a water, He hasn't a drop and he won't ask advice... And instead of just one simple error He'll step on the same rake and twice . The lonely poet wanders in desert Without food and repentance. He probably got a too cruel lesson, He doesn't demand independence | 
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