I wander around you
Since I wish for you to recognize me
I am exceptional
And I desire you to be acquainted with that
I hide the bona fide of me initially
Just as I was timid
I play unwind in front of you
Seeing that you were be fond of me
But inside I had by now thawing
…without knowing you planned to depart
So this is my raison d'être. Tell me what is yours?
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