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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499944" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bitter truths are buried</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down a stream came a woman, <br>partly clothed, fully drenched.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By lonely stream strolled the woman; <br>no one at sight, she freely emoted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon a rock by a brook<br>fell she flat to bathe in sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Arms under nape, thighs wide apart, <br>she lay bare, charging her part.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was caught from behind, <br>her twin hills under iron palms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though startled, not at all wild<br>as she was swayed heavily by impulses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She minded not who the man was: <br>a lovely prince or a lowly brute.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She resisted not as she was sure<br>no one was there to bear a witness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Willingly yielded and succumbed<br>she had, to the pleasure inflicted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was alone; so was she naked.<br>She was alone; so she granted.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suffered the chastity before the secrecy.<br>A bitter truth and a hidden truth.<br>19.07.97</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rm.+Shanmugam+Chettiar">Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar</a><div class=q>
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By lonely stream strolled the woman; 
no one at sight, she freely emoted.

Upon a rock by a brook
fell she flat to bathe in sun.

Arms under nape, thighs wide apart, 
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