I see a boy, with short hazel coloured hair, smooth and fair. There are stars in his eyes and they have a gleam of joy in them, full of youth. His skin is pale white and soft, radiated by the moon. When he laughs, the air fills with delight and he makes the eldest of people feel young again. His lips are luscious and twinkle in the moons rays. His name is Joel.

His presence makes one feel happy and blissful. When he speaks, it’s like listening to a song and never wanting it to stop.  The birds in the wildest of areas hear his voice and approach him to get a closer look, to see who the owner of the voice is.

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That is the effect he has on those around him. Everyone feels peaceful. The animals of any kind that he sees or meets, he is in peace with.

I perceive his aura and see that it is a beaming colour of gold. His soul is pure and innocent. A word of harshness has never slipped off his lips, and a thought of cruelty never passed his mind. Kind and beautiful, inside and out. He is a miracle boy.

A Wonder Boy.

His touch and his nature is so pure, that if the devil saw him he would be dazzled ...

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