Nobody

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A pink crop top, Tights and her young fit physique. From behind this tree I see her in all her magnificence. She looked this way. Is she looking at me? I stare more intensly, focusing on her eyes. No, She's staring at the car. I see a shiver run down the back of her spine. Perhaps she knows I'm here perhaps she feels me watching her every breath. Watching her every step. Crap! Off she goes. I let her get into a comfortable rhythm before I throw my hoodie on and follow.

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