I’ve heard your secret whispers, your little words of prose
I know they are for me, your essence strongly glows
They keep me strong, though I’m always guessing
Whether you’re really part of me?
If you just write a little note, to confirm for little old me?
A little email no one will know, just to help me realise I’m not a psycho
It will be appreciated very much; I need your words as they do touch
My inner heart grows stronger, with every confirmation
Without those little signs I feel in flagellation
Let me know, you are truly there
But ultimately, show me you care…
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