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The many are just sheep
following the heard to
the same end.

Then there are the Shepard's,
that push those to the places
they wish to be to control
them to there own need.

There are a few that don't
follow, who have there own
patch of grass.

They only wish to do there
own thing, not of the herd
but not pushing others to
follow them, individuals
who are who they wish to be ..
In the dark we are all strangers
with just a voice, never seeing,
judgment of others only by the
tone of a voice.

The darkness covers are faults,
not of our own. but what others
would think, it is a cloak that
hides us in a blanket of secrets.

Would we touch around, hands
to one self, or feel others features,
woman or man, does the voice match
what you thought the features would
be like.

Darkness is a blanket that hides
misconceptions of others, hiding
religion, skin tone, looks are nothing
in darkness as this all melts away, for
in darkness we are one and the same...

— The End —