Sheep

Sheep

A Poem by a_methyste
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It all began with clouds in the sky. We used to call them sheepy horses.. Me and my friend, Every other object. Same sync. How would I walk? When there was no friction? It was an awkward tense.

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It all began with clouds in the sky.
We used to call them sheep, horses..
Me and my friend,
Every other object.
Same sync.
How would I walk?
When there was no friction?
It was an awkward tense.

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Added on March 26, 2025
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