| rdfs:comment | - All day long toiling in the dark, Hoping the next vein will hit the mark. A poor man dreams of golden ore, Our foreman screams, "Dig some more!" I keep digging and praying to the Eight That dying beneath a mountain isn't my fate. I'm a miner, for better or for worse, And blood, sweat, and tears won't fill my purse.
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| abstract | - All day long toiling in the dark, Hoping the next vein will hit the mark. A poor man dreams of golden ore, Our foreman screams, "Dig some more!" I keep digging and praying to the Eight That dying beneath a mountain isn't my fate. I'm a miner, for better or for worse, And blood, sweat, and tears won't fill my purse.
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