Aeonean Libretto

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I write as a plea,
A desperate appeal,
An adamant suit,
Begging time's unforgiving court
To look favorably upon my condition.
My words are a written petition
Handed to the world of today
And hopefully to the world anon.
I ask mankind to judge my diction,
With the ironic hope for a sentence
Greater than my life.
My poems are part of a court case -
Me verse time.

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