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The Walk
Walk with me through the memories of my life.
Some are fantastic; some are strife.
Here we are in the dead of night, hush little girl, you'll be alright.
It won't hurt, I promise you so, and when it's done, I'll let you go.
Just the tip, let me put it in, and then later we can do it again.
No, please don't. Just leave me alone.
Let go of me. I want to go home.
© Mary Bowie
Some are fantastic; some are strife.
Here we are in the dead of night, hush little girl, you'll be alright.
It won't hurt, I promise you so, and when it's done, I'll let you go.
Just the tip, let me put it in, and then later we can do it again.
No, please don't. Just leave me alone.
Let go of me. I want to go home.
© Mary Bowie
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