Her mother was ill
She went for medicine
Passed their lane
They showered remarks
She moved silently
They hatched plan
She was coming
They snatched medicine
Followed by chastity
They tore her clothes
She returned in rags
They made her realize
She was gang raped
They taught her
Response begets remarks
Silence hurts remarks.
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