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The troubled serpent seeks me in the dimness of the night, in the luminescence of stars, in the hallowed shadows; it asks me to relive and I beg of him, saying, was eve eating the apple not enough? I don’t know of what sins you think I may have or will commit, but must I, too, suffer for the ones others did? Why do I have to constantly be in a headspace that allows for these things to happen over and over, when I was not the one to keep taking bites of forbidden fruits?
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:53 PM UTC
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The troubled serpent seeks me in the dimness of the night, in the luminescence of stars, in the hallowed shadows; it asks me to relive and I beg of him, saying, was eve eating the apple not enough? I don’t know of what sins you think I may have or will commit, but must I, too, suffer for the ones others did? Why do I have to constantly be in a headspace that allows for these things to happen over and over, when I was not the one to keep taking bites of forbidden fruits?
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May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:53 PM UTC
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