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Achilles, Achilles you are a God,
Untouched by mortal harms ,
The thorns don't poke you ,
The blade doesn't hurt you
Immortal in every sense .
But oh my dearest just the thought
Of your precious blood pains me
As though I was the one stabbed instead.
Yes you chose this path of glory ,
And I know that I don't belong
but where you go , I will too
Only at death do we part .