By nature 

I see lost sheep, through dried out rivers, their sadness sends seismic shivers down my spine…
One at a time, I herd them through the thick Forrest that is my mind… inevitably ending up in the marshes of my heart. Immersed there, till they die…and long after…
unearthly behavior, born not of the sheep’s true nature, but mine.

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