Acquaintance, that's how
we started,
But I sense your presence
and somehow makes me flattered.
In brumous you're shining
through,
You were there during the
peaks and troughs.
Mysteriousness, that's
where you've been living in,
Once your heart is revealed,
you make me cozy in my own skin.
Atychiphobia is
everyone's fear,
You penetrate my life and
becomes my cure.
Normal is not in your
vocabulary,
You make me feel
different, you're my auxiliary.
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