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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

August 3, 2016March 6, 2018

In Ice

She caught her breath
reddened cheeks,
icy skin and blank eyes.
Her mind was deadly and
things had gone downhill,
without any warning,
to fates unknown.
Threatening, staring holes into
the distance
as though she was a
prisoner.

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