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"Bold deed thou hast presum'd adventrous Eve
And peril great provok'd, who thus hast dar'd
Had it bin onely coveting to Eye
That sacred Fruit, sacred to abstinence,
Much more to taste it under banne to touch."
I've crossed the boundary again?
Damn! And I was being careful to be good.
Ah well - I never can stop with touching,
always do have to taste. Delicious!
love
Eve
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