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They work from sunrise till midnight
yet receive no pay
They go the furthermost distance
yet have no say
They yearn to change their fate
yet all they hear is nay
No rebukes no refuge all subdued
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Hymn At Half Mast

The original, verbose version of Last Midnight.

The Gale’s Tale
Last midnight
I bade farewell to my sister as her tears fell
Couldn’t comfort her, didn’t tell
Preyed on by the whispers of the wind
They howled of storms of gales of metal birds clouding the sky
They wailed of shot of gunfire of cannonballs clouding the sky
I said hush, all hibiscus wilt someday
Be a virtuous wife
Take care to stay alive

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