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Women are a sweet
fiction; richer in sin, the
shadow of evil
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The inclination
to die is the rational
path to the convent
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The soul, alas, is
a beautiful illusion
born of wayward shame
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Desire is nobler
than remorse; it enthralls more
than reason abides
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Rare is she who will
concede the enchantment of
happily straying
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