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YOUR PAPER CORE OF ANGER NOW CAN BURN -- Edward Foster

Sheep, raya on the upland plane.
They graze, almost spring. Night never comes.
Anticipation's not enough. Your hope
is your command:
     hope's not enough.
The sheep will graze, the shepherd
has his hard-won grace. Night never comes.
The watchdog sees the flock. Lie still.
You now are home. He is not.

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