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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

December 7, 2015March 7, 2018

Alive

Distorted bugs and the
music of chakras
in this moment, I am
free.
I am
aged trees and make-believes
are my only reality
as I live in
this moment
Free to
burn as I wish.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, ofeve, poem, poet, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writingBy shadowofeve

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