Narcissist,
A Nazi to a Jew,
A deep tormented memory,
Cured with some tar;
The Same elegance in view.
Yet in all my misery,
And lament to commend,
I am in sphered by happiness,
A glim at all sides.
It is a curse,
I must die.
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I would like to translate this poem
In all misery, good one