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Adam

From the beginning,
it is a story of defeat;
the first domino
to start a chain of fallen failures.

In the middle
is a piece of fruit,
mysterious and tempting;
the softest touch of fingers
longing to embrace its skin.

In the end
it is the tale of redemption;
of love; of peace;
of a sky so blue,
it looks like heaven.

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