The Fall of Creation

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Eden full of heedless flow

Where sparks of night taunt day

A place of purity untouched by snow

But darkens in the eve, to prey

Upon the unjustly souls within

So Milton cast his thoughts on sin

Though beauty yet remains in Him

Loyalty and truth are seemingly dim

Fire turned the Scorned away

From paradise where they used to lay

Passion sprung from anguished cries

The time has come where creation dies.