Wolfs and Sheeps
to be kind in a world of cruelty is nothing but courage the world is filled with shadows of the past it all ways will be but to let the shadows cloud the light of the soul is a harsh and cruel sin on but man kind it self for every soul is different every writing on the heart is nothing more than fairy tales of past dreams crushed one way or another but to judge and to scream the scars at a whiten soul to you and to i is something i will never understand for i have coped with this learning in my life as well for all humans are different for we are a flock of the earth but to see the monster of the wolf in a sheep of wool i see many struggle time and time again
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