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| − | ---Hagar's Poem---
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| − | In the lands of far away
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| − | Where trees are made of gold
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| − | There lived a Prince of many riches
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| − | Here his life's story will unfold
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| − | He built his fortune on misery
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| − | On the pain of generations oppressed
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| − | The untold suffering of those
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| − | Tortured at his bequest
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| − | And yet this Prince seemed noble
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| − | His towers caressed the sky
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| − | Yet none but a widow
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| − | Seemed to hear the wailing cry
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| − | The windows made of glass that shrieked
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| − | The walls attached with blood
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| − | The ceilings hung with skeletons
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| − | Their dignity trod in the mud
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| − | Then one day returned a stranger
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| − | From far and distant land
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| − | Not a welcome face indeed
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| − | But one met with dagger in hand
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| − | This stranger shared a blood bond
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| − | With magic deeper than any sin
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| − | And so this brother witnessed
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| − | The horrors that lay within
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| − | The brothers fell to fighting
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| − | Their sly tricks flew left and right
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| − | The only aim of these two warriors
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| − | The end of the other's might
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| − | And so it came to pass one day
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| − | That the stranger obtained the key
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| − | And set about with honest intent
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| − | To open it for all to see
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| − | And yet the stranger succeeded
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| − | In his aim of clarity
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| − | The tyrant still won over
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| − | With a pretense of charity
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| − | For although the palace was opened
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| − | The floors were all scrubbed clean
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| − | The bloodstains all removed
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| − | Its history now unseen
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| − | The Prince pretended generosity
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| − | He offered the palace up free
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| − | And commissioned his architects
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| − | To draw up plans for all to see
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| − | And so the sad story paled and died
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| − | The legend told no more
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| − | The castle's dirty secret
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| − | Hidden beneath the floor
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| − | But now the castle is moved
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| − | Rebuilt stone by stone
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| − | The bloody rooms where screams resounded
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| − | Now sing with music's tone
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| − | But listen carefully to my words
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| − | For in them lies the past
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| − | The wicked Pharaoh's cellar
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| − | With treasure that time has passed
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| − | Seek out this treasure
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| − | Search the coffers and lift the lid
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| − | For if you find the very place
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| − | A Pharaoh's treasure shall be unhid
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| − | --Hagar
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| − | </pre>
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