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I squeezed the grapes of wild despair
but failed to produce a stream of wine;
nor did my feeble drops manage to wake those
who lay sleeping through the drought.
My cloud passes through each text
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I might be able to pass through a needle’s eye,
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carrying the pains of water;
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First published on The Hyper Texts journal of poetry








