Just a Black Sheep Odd
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Just a black sheep,
of this small family of mine;
I just have too many woeful thoughts deep,
could not ever entwine;
with my siblings- even parents said I was odd.
I was too moody, quiet and so I asked God,
oh, imaged him smiling with a nod;
be yourself child and just let those thoughts always creep.
July 8, 2019
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