Her role is religion:


Looking at her past,
She figured she had no future to be anyone.
As she turns to God for help,
Immediate voices inspire her proceeding actions.
Your sin has pleasured me,
The voice of “God”
So vaguely responds.
Although it wasn’t God who had
Gently whispered in her ear –

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