A Virgin Prostitute
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She is the Sun in the morning to slums
And the Moon to isolated drunkards at midnight.
But she never get drowns in shallow waters,
Like a courageous mother she advises to the lost souls
And everybody respects her as she still being a virgin.
*If anybody could stone her though she is a prostitute? No as she stills a Rosebud and her name is Innocence.
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