"Is anyone there?":He said to the darkness.
After some time, "No", came his reply.
The water from his pouch was empty.
Worse still he'd found the well was dry.
Not even tombstones told a tale, so barren was the deathly view.
Perhaps he'd sing a song of sorrow.
Find, perhaps, a ghost or two.......
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