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Sinner's Stains

Sinner's Stains

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Early blossom of my

Sin

Blooming on

My white sheets

A bouquet of fresh roses

A shame...


Laundry day had

Been yesterday

I am a woman now -

And I must

wash my sheets

and my body

and my sin.


I have served my sentence

For being a woman

And I have

Washed my sheets

And my sin

And myself

Away.


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