Where art my cattle?
Lying on the ground
Are those beasts.
Can not move a bit my eyes.
Knowing to return again next round -
Eagering to leave is my rational;
But to stay my greedy,
growing speedy.
With reply patient prevents that confusion
`This is not the destination.
Where beyond the reach of plentiful sense,
Is the urn destined!'
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