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Àŧùl Dec 2015
These. Lines. You. Read. Are. Impure.

They. Have. Periods.

They don't have any idea,
What actual fertility really is,
And they shamelessly look down,
With their so impaired vision,
Upon those girls so bright.

They prevent them,
They discriminate them,
No worship in temples,
They don't send them to schools.
Such are few idiots.

My HP Poem #925
©Atul Kaushal

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