When you put on movie-monster makeup
and hid among classmates, I knew I could
still find you.
Even in the dark of night, guided by our kindred wanderlust.
Even though I'm tired.
Even though this bed of leaves is comfortable.
And I won't fall for that line about looking for directions.
Don't leave your horse with me and we won't have a problem.
Is it true that a last minute baptism in stagnant well water
all-in-all turns out just the same?
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