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         <title>A Sheep in Wolves Clothing </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br><br>I'm laying amongst the ungodly in a once green pasture,<br>Now all that's left are sharpened bones and a grey mist, from the results of an "unnatural disaster".<br>When u take a deeper look beneath the fog you see a trail of destruction,<br>Left by footprints with claws that form Rusty puddles of murky waters,<br>That to my surprise I can see my reflection.<br>I hate what I see, but what I see is the main objective of my mission.<br>I'm disgusted in the way I'm forced to move,<br>Everytime I take a step I hear a crunch of marrow of somebody I once knew.<br>It's not about how tough you are,<br>It's the distance your willing to go,<br>Slow and steady wins the race,<br>I'm just posted playing my position.<br>As I lay down at night,<br>Before I go to sleep ,<br>I close my eyes and retrace my steps,<br>I counted an entire generation of sheep before I started to catch my drift,<br>And enter into the abyss and awaken inside the enemies dream.<br>Immediately I'm recognized as the beginning figement of a subconscious imagination,<br>Of power and greed behind blood stained teeth,<br>That once devoured a weaker existence of the same creation<br>You keep sheep in the field by putting wolves in the woods,<br>Unfortunately in this American dream,<br>The wolves are in the field,<br>As I look behind me I see what's left of my generation of "red" covered wool,<br>Patiently awaiting the truth to be revealed.<br>When I stand in front of the sheep,<br>What do the Wolves see?<br>They see an Alpha reflection of the packs fleece,<br>I'm a sheep in wolves clothing with painted teeth.<br>On this day I conquered the Frey,<br>On this day I died amongst the grey,<br>The wind carries a faint howl as all that's left of my enemy is a soft whisper,<br>As I shed my exterior.<br>IM BORN AGAIN AS THE GOOD SHEPHERD!<br><br>HEAVENLY GENIUS<br>#THEWRITEMIND22<br>TODD C. REED</div>]]></description>
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