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First Line: It was true, the plant was closed
Last Line: Now prayed for a smudge of soot.
Subject(s): Factories


It was true, the plant was closed. . . .
Smoke belched no more from the tall straight stacks.
It seemed impossible to get away from the sight
Of their cold reminder of want.
Relief -- with always someone hungry till the soul
As well as the body grew shrivelled and hopeless.
A man could not stay in the house.
A woman, remembering her anger at smoke-smeared clothes,
Now prayed for a smudge of soot.





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