You're a spider in its uglier form
Stealing what you need
Jumping soul to soul,
this nasty little deed,
a game you play
But can you please
Just make it quick
Grab my wings
Make me sick
Spin me,
Web me,
Eat me
You
win
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow! Strong metaphor here. Very well written indeed!