To Lucifer

O the Dark of th’ Infernal flame,
O the serpentine whisperer of heavens
Working thy way up in the Game.
Createst out of the same blaze,
Look up at thy Creator! look up, gaze!
Thy false pride, thy falling heart
Were createst under the same art.

dated o5|o4|2o16.

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