My Name Is Ransom....

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Walking up the street
I couldn’t see ahead but a few feet.
I knocked on the door,
Waiting for it to open.
Harry! She screamed with excitement,
But sadden over grew
At sight I was not you.
I go in search as a favor
But to get you takes much labor.
And in the end
I find my old friend.

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