In the heart of the city, where lights shine so bright,
Lived a woman named Mary, her spirit took flight.
Married on paper, alone in her soul,
A life of resilience, a tale to unfold.
With hands roughened and heart full of scars,
Mary toiled tirelessly, reaching for stars.
A pub her workplace, a stage for her plight,
Serving the thirsty, through day and through night.
Her husband a stranger, a distant mirage,
Left her to fend for herself, a life full of triage.
Yet Mary stood tall, her spirit unbroken,
A warrior within, her resolve unspoken.
The clatter of glasses, the chatter of tongues,
Mary wove through them, her spirit unsung.
A smile on her face, a mask to conceal,
The burdens she carried, the battles surreal.
In the dim-lit corners, she watched life unfold,
The joys and the sorrows, the stories untold.
A silent observer, a confidante true,
Mary's empathy boundless, her heart ever new.
From dawn's early light till the stars filled the sky,
Mary persevered, with a never-ending sigh.
Her body might tire, her spirit might ache,
But her resolve unyielding, no matter the stake.
A married single woman, a paradox true,
A beacon of strength, a spirit anew.
In the depths of her struggle, a lesson profound,
Resilience and courage, in every sound.
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