What is a lamb without its Shepard? Directionless, nameless, worthless. Such is her plight without her protectors. Loss, of direction, identity and worth. Alone in this ever-seducing path of destruction set for itself. Shall one wonder, why its eyes glistened against its worn out lids..
shall one ever wonder...why is it happening so frequently..
shall one?
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