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Woman, naked and
unhindered to the last detil, Gaze deep into her souli see only with goodness to no avail, Gaze directly on her body, Such-magnificence turns explicit. Without concious soul, beauty turns lust, Without concious thought, man turns-animal, Taking body and soul, man and society, Spiraling down that never-ending-descend..... That never-ending descend...... |