The placidness

Lasting and at a sight they thought it wasn't right, yet because she is pretty she think she can do what she want to do, yet her clothes and thoughts are see through
Yet as a sound mind, they seek to find, something that is like that and creeped up from behind.
The truth in the matter is all paganistic holidays must go.
Yet being dutiful is pitiful and totalled up to a t, is it unity it to do the freedom, justice, and equality?
Having saints become unlasting yet how to get past it?
The poetic flows are they reached or breeched?