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The peaceful shepherd dozing against warm wood of a pasture fence. Where sheep live like kings in a peasant's square protected and fed and led. The shepherd's kin cries weakly - but why are you not in the world, living? A crinoline reply floats above the sweetgrass. Where would I be without them?
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Sep 28, 2011
Sep 28, 2011 at 4:19 PM UTC
The Shepherd
The peaceful shepherd dozing against warm wood of a pasture fence. Where sheep live like kings in a peasant's square protected and fed and led. The shepherd's kin cries weakly - but why are you not in the world, living? A crinoline reply floats above the sweetgrass. Where would I be without them?
religious, shepherd, sheep, devotion
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Sep 28, 2011
Sep 28, 2011 at 4:19 PM UTC
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