It reached out of the night
Desperately trying to find the lost soul.
It would not rest until it gained Its goal.
When It found the essence of life, It would find delight.
A dog howled toward Its prey.
It pulled the boy into Its white embrace.
It was his Father and he would give grace.
It smiled and became the friend that would betray.
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