I was new to the neighborhood.
I saw you sitting on your front porch as I jumped out the car.
I stared at you, you stared back.
I held my stuffed lion close to my chest and grabbed my mom's hand.
I followed her in the "new" house as I looked back at you, being dragged in the house by a blonde woman.
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