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Satan
Satan awoke to another hellish day
Within his infernal lair.
Beelzebub still slept by his side
Along with the other Archangels.
He looked at the fire
That glowed among his servants.
Unaware of his mentality
And the insanity that plagued him.
Life had been simple
For the wandering soul,
But then it became tumultuous
And complex.
It will never go back to being blissful,
Or easy.
Life will go on
In its infinite Time.
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