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An Indifferent Cold in the Womb of Eve

There was no Life
in your Tears
as you wept your Grief
There was a Beauty
in your Death
as you lay broken in the Soil
There was an indifferent Cold
in my Soul
as I dreamed eternally in the Womb of Eve

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