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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

July 24, 2013March 7, 2018

Evil Spirits

What exactly does it mean 
to be imprisoned?
I can’t say, yet
Without bodies, we
are immortal.
The horror he deserves
I give.

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