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sushil kumar gochhayat

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sushil kumar gochhayat

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Prostitute..

Prostitute..

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Astute mind,

Failed to accept the truth.

When her uncared face 

Dropped words 

On lip that had been 

Nibbled by many,

All the smartness in me vanished,

And 

Tears trickled from corners of eyes begging pardon in silence for all the men.


To her candidness 

That she was a forced female prostitute,

My virility couldn't hide 

The truth that 

We, men, are male prostitutes,

We, men, are male prostitutes.


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