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A bond is created
when two people first meet, and each can only guess how strong. So what about ours, I urge to ask? How can I know, for sure? I feel for you, stronger than I should, but I can't help it because we instantly clicked. No matter what I do, I can't get you off my mind. You're stuck there like a fly in a spider's web. If I ask how our bond is, what would you say to me? Are we friends, do you want more; or what else can there be? I've said how I feel, and that's what I mean; now, please, show me how you feel. I get so lost and confused, not knowing these things, so there is nothing else that I can do but write, and hopefully you'll answer.
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