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A Boy of 8
I sit and observe your face
me watching you
you watching the world
How new it all must be
Seeing your eyes light up
You smile at a joke you've heard
for the first time
One ive heard long ago
I hear you converse about
what I say
dissecting what you hear
what you think I meant
when I said it
Oh to be 8 years old again
with no worries
Learning what it is to be
a boy of 8
while I watch you watching me
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