FALL OF ONE
Fruit of disobedience,
Down the throats of the first,
Gift of dominion lost.
A curious Petal,
Dinah defiled,
Becoming one with strangers.
An isolated Branch,
His place lost,
Along with others.
The true Vine,
Trampled on the ground,
For the rise of many.
ÌYÉTIDÉ
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