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Pastoral Sijo
I tend to my grazing herd, watching them chew grass and utter soft noises;
I stand on a small hill above them, me being their master, and they depending on me.
They look to me for all and everything, and they understand the call of my hand;
I stand tall with my long staff in my hooves, my curling white hair, my long ears, and my slit-pupils over my flock of pale-skinned, hairy-headed animals with egg-shaped ears, and round pupils.
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