The boots are quite small to fit small feet

They are pulled on before sunrise

Sleep being forsaken, for there is work to do

And being late is out of the question

The boots walked along the well-worn track

To the place of noise and danger

For another day of clearing cotton fluff

Dodging the scary machinery that could crush her in a second

The dirt and smell sometimes making ...

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