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You walk in a world full of pain.
Baffling to me, you seem to have a light about you.
Your wits so high like you are untouchable.
Pain strikes, you fly right through it with your armor of steel.
Only when you land, you land not to feel but to go on.
What are you made of? How do you survive?
I see you around corners, living, breathing even laughing.
Like a chameleon you blend into life. Do you have a secret?
One to share perhaps? Or do you dare to let people know who you are?
Mysterious man, who are you and what are you made of?
Why are you?
I watch you in amazement.
Golden eyes you pierce my soul with your smile.
Why do you give others joy and sit so adamantly in your thoughts?
Mysterious man, I see you walking out that door. I wonder what you are thinking?
I need your smile.

By, Jennifer LeAnn George Published works Written: 06/27/1999