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Eyes shut, mind set free, wondering the mental paths, of once lived pleasures. Sight created, then stored for the moment of duress, a clave, dance of inner joy, exists. None can partake in the sensation given. Yes, Eve has returned, always guiding this torn soul.
Eyes twitching, twisting with a pleasent glare. Searching the near and distant walls. Buildings that have recorded, a history untold. Then there Eve's daughters, sun collecting, with relaxing tone of water strolling over stone, reflecting the blue green shadows, street so dear.
Aye, I have sought, dreamt of time spent, with the beauty of Eve. Her smile whispering, filling my future dreams. Eyes glowing, taking, then giving, that which will last over all. Yes, Eve is my presence, past, her daughters the future. So near, this grasping, my heart glows.
With threat sounding, the call rings, it will be answered. Sworn, tormented, named for all. One then many, will suffer for the glory call. Still there are others who take the oath, represent, nations needs, in truth, themselves, do they feed. Aye, lobby bought, is nation rot.
Aye, oath slaying, the path and the end. Ignorance with pride, the new realization. Slaying of childen patiently accepted, womens rights stolen, by the fanatics reviewed. The pledge, allegiance, a bygone truth, now the tool of fanatism, the Evangelist view.
Imagine, the fresh sweet air, rolling green hillsides, tree lines, with colors abounding, then remember, the youth stood, fought peacefully for the right to live and breathe freely.Their future and right to exist, is endangered by the kingpins and lackeys of the industrial trend.