no. 17

What original sin?
We search for some novelty
and we find such banality.
Where is transgression and where is the new?
There is no original sin
and never was.
The possibilities are as exhausted as I am .

What if we were made weary
and that is our innocence?
We never left this Eden, did we?
What if the fall from grace is yet to happen?

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