I was born of mire and muck; Of velvets and of rags. I bear your secrets and share your sweat, Lying patiently in wait. I've never sinned, but still I'm hated- Drowned, beaten, then hanged. But the work is never done; I'll rise again in seven days. | Thinkmad.in

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I was born of mire and muck; Of velvets and of rags. I bear your secrets and share your sweat, Lying patiently in wait. I’ve never sinned, but still I’m hated- Drowned, beaten, then hanged. But the work is never done; I’ll rise again in seven days.

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