.She walks in the cold dark hour before the morning
The hour when wounded night begins to bleed
Stands at the back of the patient queue
The silent almost sweeping queue
Seein' no-one and not being seen
Working shoes are wrapped in working apron
Rolled in an oilcloth bag a.
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