what crude clay were we
before the serpent’s mischief
ended ignorance
would that our own hands
had sought what was forbidden
by a jealous god.
what crude clay were we
before the serpent’s mischief
ended ignorance
would that our own hands
had sought what was forbidden
by a jealous god.
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