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The little boy who skips,
silently as he does,
plays with his friends,
the ones he’s made in his head.

Not long after, much hasn’t changed,
all except where he spends his days,
sitting and rocking at his desk,
punishment given for not being teacher’s best,

Small years fly by and new school begins,
awkward and shy with no friends,
not a soul to talk to and no one to love,
the boy sheds a tear for things that can’t be undone.

Year passes by still and he’s gaining courage,
little by little and finds someone sweet,
but bitterness comes as  they lose their sweet taste,
not alone though, but scared to communicate.

A year rolls by and he steps into school,
making more friends and renewing them too,
the boy found love in the rightest of places,
smiling with friends he hides his past,
moving onward to make a brighter future.