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The world turns on a Shepard’s staff. He, of whom the Shepard is, is a guide through the treachery and trickiness of the thick weeds. The foothills have been passed and the plains of this earth is now the marked destination to rest. We eat there. Beware the wolves The sheep have been calm this journey, and it’s lax for the collie, our animal ally. He is prepared at a beckoning and that is all that is required for herds safety. He comes and goes throughout the brush to scout and prepare reconnaissance. Again, a ally. The sun moves slowly and eventually rests past the horizon. Twilight and on a clear night, spreckels of stardust show their face over the herd and friendlies. The wolves do not bother the fire tonight. We rest with a relative ease. We wake and begin the day.
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Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 6:53 PM UTC
vierra
The Shepard of Sheep
The world turns on a Shepard’s staff. He, of whom the Shepard is, is a guide through the treachery and trickiness of the thick weeds. The foothills have been passed and the plains of this earth is now the marked destination to rest. We eat there. Beware the wolves The sheep have been calm this journey, and it’s lax for the collie, our animal ally. He is prepared at a beckoning and that is all that is required for herds safety. He comes and goes throughout the brush to scout and prepare reconnaissance. Again, a ally. The sun moves slowly and eventually rests past the horizon. Twilight and on a clear night, spreckels of stardust show their face over the herd and friendlies. The wolves do not bother the fire tonight. We rest with a relative ease. We wake and begin the day.
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