"The Girl with the Lantern" by Richard Brautigan

I saw a lantern faraway and moving out of the piney woods.  The lantern came down a road and then crossed over bridges and went through watermelon patches and stopped sometimes by the road, first this road and then that road. 
I knew who the lantern belonged to.  It was in the hand of a girl.  I had seen her many times before walking at night, over the years.
But I had never seen the girl up close and I didn’t know who she was.  I knew she was sort of like me.  Sometimes she had trouble sleeping at night. 
It always comforted me when I saw her out there.  I had never tried to find out who she was by going after her or even telling anyone about seeing her at night. 
She was in a strange way mine and it comforted me to see her.  I thought she was very pretty, but I didn’t know what color hair she had.
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