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May 2014
Whether she blamed him or he blames she
The fall was always meant to be.
The gift of knowledge,
Forever blessed,
Born from the woman’s mess.
Yes it is she, she
Who stole the apple from the tree,
But it was also he, he
Who ate the fruit with glee.
Forgiven but yet to forget,
The malevolent serpent it was they met.
For even if the blame is on he or on she,
There would be no Eden without
A serpent and a tree.
peace
Olivia Jane
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