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Dec 2014
it's not the colour of your wool
or your preference for the dark
it's not how you stand on the edge
even in the middle, you stand apart
it's not how you draw the wolves notice
as dark as night in the middle of the day
it's not even how you simply refuse
to just want to come and play
Little Black Sheep
your genetics are one of us
Little Black Sheep
your dissimilarity is a plus
Little Black Sheep
do you wonder why
the rest of us
are White?
Little Black Sheep
you are not a loner
You're a protector
against the night
Helen
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Helen  nowhere special
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