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BALLADE OF THE OUTCASTS: THE VOICE OF THE MEN, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: We are the vagabonds that sleep
Last Line: For we are hated of all men.


We are the vagabonds that sleep
In ditches by the midnight ways
Where wolves beneath the gibbets leap:
Our hands against black Fate we raise
In lifelong turmoil of affrays,
Until we die, in some dark den,
The death of dogs that hunger slays:
For we are hated of all men.





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