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Young and naive is what they thought as he was the boy who wouldn't talk He silently listened to what they said and all he'd do was nod his head. His gleaming eyes always wide awake; the boy in the room with so much heartache They often said he wouldn't succeed for he was different weak with trembling knees; But his inner strength, it truly showed the day he spoke out and let them know He let then know that he was strong He showed them all that they had been wrong Never again would they not believe that a boy so different could not achieve
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 1:47 PM UTC
Underestimated
Young and naive is what they thought as he was the boy who wouldn't talk He silently listened to what they said and all he'd do was nod his head. His gleaming eyes always wide awake; the boy in the room with so much heartache They often said he wouldn't succeed for he was different weak with trembling knees; But his inner strength, it truly showed the day he spoke out and let them know He let then know that he was strong He showed them all that they had been wrong Never again would they not believe that a boy so different could not achieve
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Jun 8, 2015 at 1:47 PM UTC
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