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Friday, 19 April 2013

Choir Boy

When he speaks
it sounds like he is singing.
His melodic accent makes everything he says
sound so much nicer than it actually is.
His friendly eyes have the same green
as the hills of his hometown
and his lips
even on serious days
carry a slight smile in the corners.
He knows evil exists in this world,
but he has never understood it.
He might be
the one
good
pure
soul
on this planet. 

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