Praise and raise stakes
But don't bake, cake, fake and slake their mistakes
Instead, heal and kill them with love
Pouring, roaring and storing love from your heart and the glove
That in spite of their bites and kites of blatant betrayal
Claims and proclaims reconciliation royal
Offering amidst suffering affiliations of conciliation
Where reports of plots result in a mission of reconciliation
Their vehement commitment to your detriment can't shake
No matter how many times their talismans try to take
Your love from its preponderance of peace
Which their infusion of confusion and collusion miss
In circles where pragmatic progress lies
And the echo of the impression of regression dies
Enjoining and urging lucid minds to reflect twice
Before love leaves for good if the fleece of peace they envy can't entice.
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