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Methinks Allah divides me to complete His problem, which with Xs is replete;
 * For I am free and I am too in chains

Groping along the labyrinthine street.

And round the Well how oft my Soul doth grope Athirst; but lo! my Bucket hath no Rope:
 * I cry for water, and the deep, dark Well

Echoes my wailing cry, but not my hope.