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The night was dark, 
except for the moon 
shimmering on the lake, 
and the North star 
that showed the way 
for some lost soul. 
From far away, 
one could hear the wolves 
howling, the smell of fear 
lingered around the soul. 
The rest just a brooding 
silence ..... 
Suddenly, warm winds swirled 
around the soul, 
from all directions it blew, 
colliding as one, the North star 
now unseen in the debris. 
In the middle of natures 
winding chaos, the soul 
was totally lost ...........

Winding Chaos