Lewd as linen,
the women from the laundry
linked arms on the West Bridge.
Mothers smoothed the paths of daughters.
The river blushed,
ran red before the usual sky.
Lewd as linen,
the women from the laundry
linked arms on the West Bridge.
Mothers smoothed the paths of daughters.
The river blushed,
ran red before the usual sky.
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