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You face the window
I'll face the door
You watch for ghosts
I'll keep the score

You guard the alleyway
I'll guard the den
You pray for refuge
I'll count to ten

You run for shelter
I'll run for sport
You cast the first stone
I'll build the fort

EXPOSED. Copyright 2000. All rights reserved. Poem by: Kathryn Eve.

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