I searched for you
but you were not
called,
but heard no answer
Wandering
lost in the field
the watchman found me
Have you seen my brothers,
the ones I seek
I passed from him
and came from afar
my hands a gaping cry
you beat me, hurt me
flung me naked into the pit
down, down, down
in my wishing well I drown
hang over the abyss
and stare at my nothingness
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