Spider's cry

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I weep with rage !
O tears, sour drops, soak this soil, burn it !
Let nothing persist
Let no gentleness rise
As I must die
Let the world go with me

But what to die for
Why live
Since I am here
Since I remain
Am I not at least entitled to choose ?
What to choose for
Why stay
The stars are loosing patience

O loneliness, faithful companion
Do not abandon me yet
You alone have never betrayed me

This is, I know well, my punishment
For the feelings I have not had
For the remorses I harbour
For the life I have not lived

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