But to abhor, cease not,
But find repugnant
Both sex and sword,
All and the remnant,
But to ponder loathe
Not, nor ill-will or malice,
But receive both
Duality and the lone slice,
As a Lucifer would
The Christ embrace,
Neither will, nor should,
For it's grace, not will, to the race!
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I would like to translate this poem