You who come from beyond,

Shy away if you must,

From those of whom you’re fond,

Hide from those you trust,

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You cannot let new people in,

Dare to be free,

Then the virus will win,

But I like what you let me see,

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For it is true that I could stare all day,

I could find the magic that you hide,

As questions I hear your soft voice say,

But I myself hide behind pride,

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To not show weakness,

I try to use charm,

To speak with such kindness,

That you’ve no cause for alarm,

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You shift that which hides you,

For the comfort you crave,

Maybe your beauty is true,

From that glimpse that you gave,

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Even though I know your face,

You remain a mystery to me,

A beautiful stranger,

What’s your personality?