It ran at me but I did move.
I could, I was in no one’s groove.
Once I saw, it now behoved
Me to run away, run away
Run away fast!
Be that first runner
Not the last.
Tell each person as you pass.
Storm is a commin’!
And a commin’ fast!
This is a long storm.
The storm we have been forewarned
Would come this way
If we did not prey
On each other.
Like a mother
To another
When synergy’s all they eat.
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