Anger
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When reptiles come out,
From the mind's hole,
And sit on the head,
Like burning smoking coal,
Burning; red flaming society,
With venom hiss,
Maketh devil to hate,
And disgust to love and kiss, ,
O Anger! Thou art inferno flame
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