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Jan 2014
Men's eyes gleamed at her painted dress
She walked past them
Each of them
One by one came and left
She stayed in the room
They licked her steps
She wore her body
Men gleamed with lust
One by one stayed
Studied her body
Dissecting her body
They figured her
They ripped her soul
They tore her body
Only wind was left
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