Sheep wander
there are pacifists
they are calm
and natural, not so clean,
often white
hanging out in a group,
a community
in need of protection
of a Shepard
Why did the Master
refer to his people
as sheep.
Where are they?
How do they live?
Do you feed them
as the Master directed you to?
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