The making of a new friend.

I see you.  I don't know you, but I would like to, who you are must be more then I see now.  what sececrts hide behind thouse eyes.  Is that something I should even dare ask?  I saw you smile at me, but what does it mean?  How will I ever know without knowing you, as a friend knows a friend.  So goes the makeing of a new friend.

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