Will the sky
Become beautiful,
If there is no cloud?
Will the day
Become good,
If there is no sunset?
Will a paper
Become valuable,
If there is no ink?
Will your life
Become joy,
If there is no pain?
Will our society
Become beau monde,
If there is no prostitued?
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