A Request
Run, tell the one who killed my heart
that it might live again, They’ve lost
the life you gave them, tossed
it aside, so only you,
who embraced them at the start,
can by terrible words accost
them, making them fearful of the cost
of flight and wringing their hearts anew -
such intercession may renew
a bond so strangely wrought for us
with one who, through illustrious,
lived with a flock all unaware
of who it was who found them so fair.
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