In secret gardens, hidden from sight,
A forbidden fruit, a tempting delight.
The serpent's whisper, a subtle guide,
Lures the heart to take a fateful stride.
A single bite, a moment's sweet thrill,
Unleashes knowledge, and a fatal will.
The taste of freedom, mixed with pain,
A choice made, and paradise in vain.
The crunch of teeth, a sound so bold,
A doorway opens, to a world to mold.
Ambrosial bliss, now lost in time,
A legacy born, of human prime.
In the fall's shadow, a glimmer stays,
A chance for redemption, in endless ways.
For in the heart, a spark remains,
A longing for love, and heaven's sweet refrains.
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