Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Being Herd

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Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Being Herd

Stay in a mob or in a herd, Follow where you are lead Without question or thought And you may come to find That you are steered by the absurd Where reason should have ruled instead And that you have bled and fought Too involved, too deaf and blind, Until too late, for you to see That having won you... Sign in to see full entry.

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