A year After he started trampling on my most delicate essence, i realize
his hate and envy, inadequate he feels
enemy forever he is
against his dull hate
beauty shines
glorious and tranquile
like the sun
showers
flowers
with brightness
to my gold my heart is open
in his lair
my formal respect
is all that he will get
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