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White sheep, white sheep,
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops,
You all stand still.
When the wind blows,
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?

Christina Georgina Rossetti

Monday, April 6, 2015

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jbjjk 08 April 2019

There are no metaphors

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iiaiasdsaj 25 January 2021

not all poems need metaphors.

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iiida 08 April 2019

why is there no metaphors

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jmhall 17 December 2019

the clouds are being compared to sheep

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goku 14 February 2022

who likes dragon ball z

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sdfsdfskhjghgfds 25 January 2021

i really like this poem.

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charleannys 12 January 2021

she is looking if theres a lot pf wind to seee whats going on

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Kendall 06 November 2020

she is a that means I do not like her

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ei 25 January 2021

wdym? ?

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Yogitakaushal 02 October 2020

I feel like the wind is blowing me to a new place

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