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Winds wrap around and around
We are scared have that ghostly sound
And the green in the sky.

Our dogs stand before us
One scared the other silent
The husky our wolf

He turns to me and speaks
" I know what it seeks,
It seeks you and me"

He is no longer a canine
But a man stuck in youth's time
He takes me by the hand and we go

The tornado pursues
Tearing what it choose
We run and run

First to the city of Angels
To the alley where orphans tangle
But then we are found

By the enemy we are captured
Our bond is fractured
As we are separated

What will happen next I do not know
Here I am all alone
On a sandy beach

Can he hear me?
Is this slavery or am I free?
Shall I stay or keep trying?

What do I do?