Secret... Shh...

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You are way too far,

I miss you too.

We may always par.

Our friends love the idea of me and you.


A cute married couple,

They are always saying.

Our I-love-yous are always supple,

The I-hate-yous, we are only just playing.


Too bad we won't tell.

If we did, it might stop the rumors.

Our story would never sell.

But we always got the same humors.


Our little secret,

They will never know.

Only we will keep it.

Let's keep it on the low.

-Nausikaa Arai


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