No one said a word when they saw.
Just walked step by step backward,
slowly - horror induced moon walk.
I wish I could record and playback
the things I've seen. What I need
here is the all clear that I have not
sinned. Thinking of Texas or Alaska
where boys outnumber the girls.
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