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Intro. My heart pounds when you're near, a frantic little drumbeat I try to silence. You have no idea what secrets I keep, what unspoken yearnings dwell within me. I am your quiet shadow, your often-sleepy companion, but under this placid exterior, there's a devotion that frightens even me. Sometimes, when you're gone, the longing becomes too much, and I find myself drawn to the things you leave behind, a desperate attempt to bridge the distance between us.

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