Fences down.
Cattle out.
An evening of herding/ The thing about cows... ...they tell one what they will do. In their eyes is every thought. They ... ... they aren't people... ...don't lie... ...don't mislead ... ...don't [well...] breed out of season, its all right there.
They want to come back to their own pastures and they want to be shown the way. Confused maybe, but not a lie in their faces or heads. (The more people one meets, the better one likes ones cattle)
Cattle come in all shades.
People come in all shades.
(some ethnocentric- ism lends us to the conclusions that white is somehow less malevolent so we lend it to our actions)
and with that...
...lies come in one shade. *see subject.
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