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The winding is finished.
The big wheel is still.
Though memories linger
beneath the black hill.
Danny Bach Dwl, hunched in a chair,
in Mam's back kitchen near Pandy Square.
Dreaming of Cook, Hegel and Marx.
Hunger marches. And meetings in parks.
Remember the banners,
the dust on the streets.
The hunger of dreamers.
The marching of feet.
Danny Bach Dwl, hunched in a chair,
in Cwrt Mammon Home near Pandy Square.
Dreaming of the promises made.
Before the hopes of men were betrayed.
Unfurl the torn banners.
Return to the streets.
The world still needs dreamers
The voting of feet.
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