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By Groshem Wick
Eva, My sweet, my love. This moment is a consicration of my divinity with yours, in the hope that all these demons forget there deeds and cleanse us. The past is gone now, it is the present that we succeed. Perhaps our bonds be risen and we claim the adorned Eden once more. Our Love is the first Eva and I keep it eternal. A. Kadmon Written August 30th, 2001 © on Aug 30 2001 11:42 AM PST 0 • 8
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