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The trees whipped me like a cruel, mardy
master after he's realised I hadn't done the pots,
The sea crept further up to me like a lion
wanting its prey,
The sun shone like ten thousand torches shining in my face,
And I felt scared.
The wind howled like a pack of wolves eating their prey,
The curtains swung like a monkey,
The room was so silent that you could hear the other side of the world,
And I felt scared.
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