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Factory Inspection (1842)
larrylark

"Where is the sky sir?"
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"For never did i see such freely disposed  children
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fly about their business  in great good humour.
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There being no hint or rumour
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of need for chastisement."
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"But where is the sky sir?"
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"Behind the high vaulted window,
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where glass stained with grey dust
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reflect the pale and muted flame of gas lamps
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beneath a dark and sullen weight of cloud,
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seamlessly stamped from horizon to horizon,
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covering all extremities of this place like a shroud."
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27 Nov 18

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Rough times superbly relived
 — Rossant

It was a hell of a tough childhood Rossant but i somehow struggled through it and blossomed into the total idiot i am now. Joking aside, thanks for the positive comment.

Larry times wer' 'ard Lark

p.s.I wasn't joking.
 — unknown

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