I walk alone each night.
The wind moans and howls,
but no one calls my name.
I walk alone each night,
waiting for the siren’s call.
But no one calls my name.
SIREN’S CALL
I walk alone each night.
The wind moans and howls,
but no one calls my name.
I walk alone each night,
waiting for the siren’s call.
But no one calls my name.
SUSANNE LEIST 
That’s something to be glad about – I think the sirens kill you, don’t they? 🙂
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Yes, they do.
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🙂 Ha ha. Very haunting. I like it a lot.
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Thank you!
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