Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Elated is an aside tale:

Madam, it is in Eden I sit—I’m Adam.
Eve maidened, I am Eve.

Semantic, it names.
Name now one man.
Name no lad o’ God a lone man.

Evils live.
Do Goth girl alright? O God!
Eve damned Eden (mad Eve!)
Demon Eve venomed,
"Evil, all its sin, is still alive,
Evil odes (or prose) do live."
Dammit, I'm mad!
Mad at Adam?
No, it is opposition.

I'm alive; evil am I.
Hades I've devised, ah!

'Doomed am I', made mood.

Live O, Devil, revel ever "Live, do evil!"
Detail ate, retaliated.
Devil’s eyes lived!
Lives drown in words evil.
'Tis I, is it?

Deliver--sin is reviled.
Dash sin if I finish sad.
(Sin: it rams martinis.)

Reviled, I deliver:
"Satan, I prefer pinatas."
(Doom an evil deed, liven a mood.)

Satan, oscillate my metallic sonatas!
No, I save on final perusal--a sure plan if no evasion.
Partner, Eve, never entrap!
Even in Eden I win Eden in Eve.

He won't now, eh?
Now Eve, we're here; we've won.
Now, evil, I've won.
No, we’ve won!

God saw I was dog.
I saw I was I.
Is I?
God lived as a devil dog.
He lived as a devil, eh?
Devil never even lived.

No, O God, I (fit if I do) go on.
Timid, O God, I'm it!
I did, did I?

Revered now I live on—O did I do no evil, I wonder, ever?
Live on evasions--no, I save no evil!
No devil's deeds lived on.

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Did you notice? Every line is a palindrome?

Best of wishes in all your future endeavors and love to all,
- the one without shade.