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One more Person arrived this Morning

With a confused Mind and a livid Look

She tried to intercept a compassionate attitude

But no Answer, no Regrets, no Remorse!

In a pleasant and distinguish Way

She narrated her live and

She invented another one!

She believed in something that God would have refused her

A model life without any mishap, any vice

Without any swindler who takes advantage of her and her Body!

She told me about her Problems

Her Problem…

…herself!

She confides body and saw in my improver curios

She confessed having unwholesome Sexual Acts

As soon as a Problem arises,

It’s the only way of evasion, Redemption!

What is she looking for in the Depth of her Craving

May be her Soul or her Karma

Unless she never had one

She encumbers my mind

She gales my sense

She stirs-up my desire

More of three hours has been passed

Before she left self-confidence

Letting in my spirit raving

What I know is that I won’t be able to divulge it

I confine in me some similar stories

Some are more Grave

But what’s the Ames?

In witch Final?

May be mine?