.Oh, little figures that toil under weather and sun
Your backbreaking labor is earning you nothing but hopes undone
Here nothing is sacred; what pride there is left will not hold
The price of your failure is shown in the trinkets that weigh you down
I'm swimming in obscenity that give.
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