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So I was a good shepherd to the sheep that men would soon kill. I took special care of the weakest sheep. Then I took two sticks. And I called one stick ‘Grace’ and I called the other stick ‘Together’. I fed the sheep.

In one month, I sent away three shepherds. They did not like me and I was not patient with them.

I said to the sheep, ‘I will not be your shepherd and you will die. The sheep that do not die will eat each other.’

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