By Roger Brown NIGHT IS FALLEN AND THE COLD WIND MOANS, I HAVE NEVER FELT SO FAR FROM HOME, I AM CAST AWAY AND LEFT ALONE. THE STARS ABOVE ME SEEM SO FAR AWAY, IF THERE IS MORNING, WILL I SEE THE DAY? WON'T SOMEONE COME AND CARRY ME AWAY? S.O.S., S.O.S., S.O.S., S.O.S. DIALOG: A SEAGULL MADE A PERFECT LANDING BESIDE HIM.