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Jamies Elsewhere They Said A Storm Was Coming

of my past actions, and mistakes that I have made, and attempts to evade all the consequences now being washed away. Washed away? They said a storm was coming

you have to leave me To fend for myself? Am I such a terrible man? Am I such a terrible, terrible man? I am such a terrible man! Such a violent and hostile

Get back to the center Where it all began The struggles of a burdened man Who clung to violence And transgressed Against the few who stayed The few that

seek? Another nameless sailor?s ghost Lost to the sea Oh, what I have I become A prodigal son A mouth without a word to say A question begging for an

aside. Tear apart Conglomerate. Make new. What is a wolf truly worth Without its fangs Who's hunted down by children With sticks and crooked blades And turned into a story And a

slowly moving toward The center of a hostile world Unexplored and in need of More men like me to uncover What lies at its ends All I ever needed was