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Read Poetry: Sheepscape, by Dan Brook

alone in the verdant field she munches the grass though there‚Äôs no satisfaction there remembering her last love even the fresh grass and buttercups of this warm Spring morning taste bland, empty, meaningless why eat to stay alive when life … Continue reading

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