He looked at me for quite a while, straight in the eye, kinda cocky. But then I got close and he strolled into the woods. I think it was a he deer, because he had a rack. Not that girls don’t have racks , they are just not bony.
The deer got me thinking about being shy, not cocky. In my great expertise on deer things I have decided he left not because he…
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