Bull = y / shit

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I did not know the girl.
It started off with hair pulling.
I did not know the girl.
She started to cry
when we took her pink winter hat.
I did not know the girl.
I was uncomfortable
with hurting someone
who had not done
anything to me.
I did not know the girl.
How did I become
so comfortable with it over time?
I did not know the girl.

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