The bloodied hand from a broken
Lambs heart shows the pain
Of new life taken away
So early before she could mature
Into the beauty that was meant
For a giving existence
Of warmth and nurturing
Now relegated to be studied
Concerned about in a way
That may bring new life to others
As she gave to knowledge
Her most precious heart
Baa aa aaa aaa...
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