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I walked in a desert. And I cried, "Ah, God, take me from this place!" A voice said, "It is no desert." I cried, "Well, But -- The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon." A voice said, "It is no desert."
Stephen Crane’s other poems:
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I walked in a desert. And I cried, "Ah, God, take me from this place!" A voice said, "It is no desert." I cried, "Well, But -- The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon." A voice said, "It is no desert."
Stephen Crane’s other poems: