13 parts Ongoing ---
The Boy Who Didn't Know
There was a boy with quiet eyes,
Who watched the stars in velvet skies,
And wondered why the moonlight glowed,
And why the rivers softly flowed.
He dreamed in colors none could see,
He heard the hum of every tree,
Yet when he spoke, the world stayed still,
As if it bowed against his will.
He thought himself a simple soul,
A name, a breath, a fleeting role,
But whispered winds and trembling flame
Would murmur softly, "He's not the same."
The rain would fall to where he'd stand,
Like threads of silver in his hand,
And flowers bloomed where he would tread,
Though doubt and wonder filled his head.
For magic hid behind his heart,
Unseen, asleep, yet set apart,
Until the day he dared to see
The truth within his mystery.
Now stars bend low when he walks by,
And light recalls his lullaby.
The boy once lost, unsure, unknown-
Found all the magic was his own.
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