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The Raven wants to kill me
His unkindness disagrees
Mercy they cry
Their beaks clacking with the sound of the righteous
Mercy he agrees
Mercy and reincarnation
Where they see a life spared he sees a life given
They see my feather-less bones and think pity
He sees my skin loose on frail arms and thinks new
They wanted to save me and in doing so condemned me
The Raven wanted to kill me and in doing so gave my feather-less bones flight