Come be my mother, my lover, my friend. In this our secret world, we do not have to follow the rules, nor contend with disappointment. Here I can feed my endless longing, my insatiable hunger to consummate the boundless bonds with you.
Do not ask my true name. In this our secret world, I cannot bear its resonance, nor the piercing gaze of your eyes. Here it is required that if you ever search for my image, it must only be in a reflection. The moment you look at me directly, I will fall away like Eurydice, inconsolable and alone among the shadows.
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