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- And the Tall Grass
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I remember. Nighttime walking tracks. Balance across the low trestle and out of town. The woods were lonely, dark and full of small sounds, small animals like the skunk we followed home one night. You and I. Well, there were days when you and I were hardly friends. But in the nighttime walking tracks. Out of town through lonely woods. We weren't lonely. Beyond the lights, the night was just the right size to contain a heart or two. And lying in the tall grass, watching midnight freight, watching lights - not stars - move rapidly across the sky. All of outside was just the right size. And you and I. And the tall grass. I remember.