The fatherless child, woefully insignificant,
dares a gaze upon the wondrous.
And stands he in her sight,
he the subliminal shadow heart.
For a moment sublime he feels their eyes meet,
and she reaches stone covered heart
in a gaze she never registers.
She sees and she never knows,
never sees that shadow boy that fades into the light.
She hears and she never knows
his whispering on the wind.
"Mother, today I touched a star."
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