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Lust
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Poe'ten'ry [poems of ten lines]
He was after her thus,
The uncontrollable lust was,
There in his eyes,
In each organ of his.
She has sensed it at last,
His lust,
Is making her sick gradually,
Since her brain reminds her of it constantly.
Who wins in the end? Let’s see,
The lust or chastity!
