He is wizard and grace, forceful to all,
Like returning man, like the illness of a man
Who is mentally healthy.
He is crazed with honesty, humility
And handsome with others who call,
They are in mansions to manage by night.
He loves ill people for he is one,
And I like the way it burdens us in a night
And day that followed some ancient days.
Open him as a child, fast he became in the film,
An actor lies not, he lives among the life of love,
A director he believed arrived at the scene-
What does he want?
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