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Congenial Horror

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From this bizarre and livid sky     Tormented by your destiny,     Into your vacant spirit fly     What tho~ghts? respond, you libertine.     Voracious in my appetite     For the uncertain and unknown,     I do not whine for paradise     As Ovid did, expelled from Rome.     Skies tom apart like wind-swept sands,     You are the mirrors of my pride;     Your mourning clouds, so black and wide,     Are hearses that my dreams command,     And you reflect in flashing light     The Hell in which my heart delights.

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