Thou unsolicited wraith of hate,
Thou open wound of sorrow.
To seek to move the current's fate,
Thou seeks to ruin tomorrow.
Jealousy breeds but bastard sons,
Changes me as the worm's cocoon.
Do I thank thee or spite thee now?
My tide is confounded by your moon.
Celibate is my heart as heaven's nuns,
Hast thou saved me or sent me doom?
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