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My brother and me
Forever to be Autistic. Grew up in the world With no proof to show Perfection. It all starts at school On a sunny day It was when it all Went led too astray. The kids point and laugh At my brother and me The little boys are Forever to be Autistic. Dropped out of school At grade five I went back home And I cried. Fast forward to eighteen I went to high school A fish out of water With nothing to lose. Here I am today With my brother and me Can you understand With all our suffering? Autistic~ ----------------------------------------------------- This is based on our lives. We are really Autistic. This is to all Autistic kids everywhere. We think outside the box. That's what makes us cool. I just entered this poem in a competition earlier. The prize is $1000. Wish me luck...
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