Sugiura Asuna

Back from Whence I Came

Thumping footsteps and a beam of light

People with guns and orders to shoot on sight

Rebellious and confidant I tried to fight

With a boom and a shout of pain, I realized I had been shot

And no matter how much i fought they were prepared to drag me back

I had been caught

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