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Sheep Talk

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As I eat into my endless summer sloth

My fragility bends.

I seek out new life and civilisation

Without the trek.

I sweep up all the calls

Of each rainswept fox and

Rejoice.

I feel around the edges of your shadow

And I am happy at

Your inability to take a fresh step backwards.

I plan to charge on ahead

Until I wait for myself to babble and

Talk myself out of my own future.

Innanely I strive to swim away, and wilt.

The End
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