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Time
She was a slut,
That was her trade
The present mattered.
Her youth, her beauty
Forever with her....
But the calendar
And her mirror
Could not lie
And begged to differ.
That was her trade
The present mattered.
Her youth, her beauty
Forever with her....
But the calendar
And her mirror
Could not lie
And begged to differ.
Published 6th Aug 2020
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