.[Lucifer:]
... But to swathe me, the wound, in globular>
Gauze, that is, with salt to smother,
Upon which to cultivate the waste,
Was quite another.
From the suppurating heart, pounding with magma,
Through cracks I had crept towards open space:
A circumscribed garden,.
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