your inner soul beckons me to write the things I feel
like blood-brothers, its supernatural
and my heart breaks with yours
this humankindness thing must be scary where you are
if I could hold you- I would
sheep can bring such nightmares
ironic how counting sheep of childhood was missed
and now having them being led away
opposing every cell in your body
little boy black come blow your horn
the sheep's in a worldly meadow
the words of the Moonwalker tell the story that I heard
if I could hold you - I would
AC 1994
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