There was a man standing outside my window looking in.
I didn’t dare go out and speak to him.
I didn’t know him and he didn’t know me.
Why was he looking through my window?
Why was he doing this?
I couldn’t come up with a reason for it.
He must have been there for a reason.
But never spoke to him to find out what it was.
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