I Bore The Cross
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I bore the cross
one of my
professions.
And I bore it
all days
and
almost all times.
With impatient joy
and hunger for knowledge
wait for taste of wine
of verse and song.
It gave me
voice as yet
through suffering
in suffering
by suffering
when I was parched
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