The Night Hawker
She hawks with dusk,
Aft gloom slightly waters the earth.
Proclaiming her filthy bodies
With seductive strides
Amidst the lawn of preys.
Hoping that her veiled tainted elegance
Would lure another victim
To the depths of her lavender quilts.
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