Impurity

Impurity

Where is the solidity of purity?
Where is the moral of solidity?
And the conservatism of life?

What do I see on the train at night?
Almost naked very young women.
The world has turned upside down.

Spirituality has disappeared from life.
The flesh pursues the soul, and light.
Women are more magnetic in long skirts.
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