:34:16
Time's up.
:34:17
Prisoners,
fall in.
:34:24
Left face.
:34:25
Forward...
march.
:34:34
Chow call.
Come and get it.
:35:07
This flower that you
threw my way
:35:14
Has been my friend
by night and day
:35:22
I saw it fade
and lose its bloom
:35:30
But still it kept
a sweet perfume
:35:39
In my cell, through
every darkened hour
:35:46
On my lonely eyes
lay this flower
:35:54
And so I'd sleep
the whole night through