Trafficker

Carl Sandburg

1878 to 1967

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Trafficker - Track 1

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Among the shadows where two streets cross, 
A woman lurks in the dark and waits 
To move on when a policeman heaves in view 
Smiling a broken smile from a face 
Painted over haggard bones and desperate eyes,
All night she offers passers-by what they will 
Of her beauty wasted, body faded, claims gone, 
And no takers.