The boy with the magic wand

He shined as bright as the brightest star,
Day by day.
He had one rule.
To do as he may,

He was as organised and detailed as the solar system.
And in this system I was the mole

Then again he had the knowledge and power as dark as a bottomless dark hole.

Let's not forget… as tall as a tower.

He had the courage of a honey bager.
Looked like one too.
Not saying his beauty was of a nasty troll.

In fact he could take the role of a charming prince.

To good to be true.

Could move an inch of the universe,
With a blink.
But here's the catch, he's all ink.

The boy with the magic wand,
Doesn't mean he can't be real.


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