I may have passed you
and not know
for so long I know you
know you
I am yet to see you
but i don't want to
will it begin a spiral of
endship
when the fantasy becomes real
Increasingly I enjoy
my ignorance
loving the thought of being anonymous
I let my fingers tell my story
and await for your reply...
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