limerence
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A haunted house is better than no shelter.
I feel dumb with you, yet numb without you
You are the winter light on the coldest wind of Kugaaruk.
My love, have you finally found?
That my steps don't even touch the ground?
My head's always wrapped in fog,
And I'm caught singing to the dog?
It's all because you thrill me.
