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Maltreated Maid
The way they beat her up;
If only you saw,
How she cried –
The tears, sweat, and blood.
She couldn’t endure the pains;
If only you were told,
You weren’t there –
Not even in her shoes, place, or condition.
The sorrows in her life;
If only you read,
The agonies in her heart –
Her mind, soul, and being.
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