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Drained and in want,I lie here with no strengthto get up on my feet.Uneasy thoughtscrambles for footingon a craggy shoreline,looking for a place to renew.

How am I going to find,in this harsh barren land,a shepherd who will lead meto pastures of green,spring-like abundanceand effortless grace,where no question goesunanswered, no wants exist.

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