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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Monday, 28 June 1920
5.25 p.m. to 5.15 a.m. Against all principles, and in breach of two promises, I have sat up all night in the snows [cocaine], writing a poem to Leah [Leah Hirsig].
One long poem ["Leah Sublime"]—an occasional publishable line thrown in when I weakened.
7.00 a.m. I think I'll collect all my filth in one poem and mark it Leah in plain figures.
10.00 a.m. I think I did.
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