The day you remember
Remember forever
Not even a teardrop
Could make all the noise stop
Since all of the small days
For this is as always
No more than a black sheep could say.
Black sheep, outcast, misfit, Ishmael
Every stranger, each his own tale
Waking faced with dreaming, thinking
Laughing, crying, being, winking.
The larger were smaller
Than shorter or taller
All every, the any
So few are the many
The same is the reason
And truth is the season
For all of the black sheep today.
Black sheep, any name or number
Somewhere, next to, over, under
Fear of the unknown diminish
Inside, outside, start to finish.
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