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The Parade.

by Arthur Henry Adams

Arthur Henry Adams

Along the lamp-lit streets they glide and go:
Here Nature in her brutishness is nude:
See, thinly trickling from the age-old wound,
The steady stream of squandered womanhood!




Last updated July 21, 2017

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