The first vowel of pain pierces the night, O!...
Darkness chained me to my tattered reed mat The hand of tyranny sprinkled The soot of ignorance in my eyes, and sleep...
Your hammer prints its arc on the face of the sky when you swing A thousand birds in your rock hammer...
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