Lost, without an reply a riddle, with no answerFaith, too betraying me
Betrayal, strengthening also my faith
I am, a paper boat 
Fine sight in a dry desert.
It rains in the desert, my heart overflows
My sails a-wet, my oarsmen abandoning
I steer, without any Pole Star
Without any destination.
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