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THE RED NECKLACE

THE RED NECKLACE
When l behold some friends around, l feel
I'm not alone to face my straying mind  
that takes me northwards where it is too cold  
or southwads where the sun scorches my skin.  
  
I am one in a group, all are quite lost,  
but each is happy that he's not alone.  
A straying man among a group that strays  
will think how strange are those but not himself.  
   
Let me see you around, my dearest friends.  
I'll be so glad with you, and you with me.  
When sheep are taken to the slaughterhouse,  
they don't care much for that blood red necklace.  
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH  
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED  
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Joseph-Zenieh
Written by Joseph-Zenieh
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