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Holy men hold up traffic,
Whores lure taxi drivers,
and mad women live on roads,
swaddled in rags, sheathed with
perverse lust

or so I was told...
Until I discovered madness could be passion
Holyness: Disdain and repulsion
And whores could be the real saints
Taking in loveless, luckless men

 

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