His eyes tell a story,
Of great sadness,
And joy.
I see the laughter,
And the pain.
His strong voice fills the room,
People wonder what is in his head.
No one can tell.
His legs like rockets,
Running from the fear.
He is the greatness of the class,
The smiles in a room.
He is her Romeo,
He is a friend
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