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It happened to Lucretia

He violently did penetrate, that part of her
That had been until now,
Hers alone to contemplate.
His objective was to plough
And sow his seed and seal her fate.
She could not disallow. 
And oh but now it is too late
For he did break her vow.
Now woman is her new estate
With all that will allow
Yet still she vows she will not hate
Although she knows not how
No longer hers to contemplate
That part of her; that had been until now

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