< Hand in Hand
A WOMAN'S THOUGHT
I AM stained by all your sin,
I must drink your deadly wine.
When you lose I cannot win,
Since I suffer for your sin.
In your human, my divine
Must be lost for ever;
My pure pearl flung to your swine,
Ever and for ever!
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