We walked in the night air, with November nipping at our feet
She led the way
Glitter and Hat
Tiny and tenacious
Steadfast and focused
Brave and bound
One door after another
Bag getting fuller and fuller
Boots pressing on and on
never becoming weary
As night fell, she was pleased
She was encapsulated
We walked home in the night air, with November nipping at
our feet,
And warmth humming in out hearts.
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