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king of the sheep i ruled hooved and wooly black and brown and red they followed truly with bahs and burps and the occasional squeals i led them from danger and grass green for meals king of the sheep i was once outcast with musings and silence and never meant to last i was a … Continue reading
Who are these people who am I each passing one another as a blurred, faint goodbye I want to last and to laugh and not limp but this is the end of a leg of a wimp who found out who he was when he was convinced he was nothing only to find out he … Continue reading
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