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That innocent nervousness
the doubt embraced by hope
eager trepidation and uncertainty
I saw it in his eyes
the child he tries not to be
the man he aims to become
the oldest soul I have ever known
yet still the purest
like an ancient sage
untarnished by corruption
unbroken by bitterness
he is cradled by wisdom
and shielded by innocence
pave the way for this fine sculpture
the visionary who will manifest
pave the way and guard him
he will bring change
the soulful warrior
the docile being
the gentle one
the child