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Apr 2018
"Woman"
Where amidst the storm,
You decided to stoop.
For what gold and beef,
You stoop near the pillory.
Why Amidst the scar of hounds,
You decided not to draw sword,
And bleed from beneath and within.
Written by
Mayukh Saha  18/M/Utopia
(18/M/Utopia)   
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   kevin hamilton
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