"Eighty-six must be our secret number To say we are in love among a crowd. We are one whenever we're together, Though we daren't mention it out loud. We giggle at the same idea unspoken And smile in simultaneous disdain, Existing in a single cell unbroken, Two nuclei alike in joy and pain. Outwardly we are just closest friends Because we do not wish to cause distress. But when we're grown, the fairy tale ends As we come out in more authentic dress. Meanwhile we're ourselves in secrecy, Our silence merely adding to our glee"
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