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I happened upon your page and wrote this in lieu from my son for your son.
Butterflies, brightest yellow and black,

Black as the train coming loud 'round the track.

Video games! I control them!
I love how I can play with no rules!

Other kids don't understand me is why I go to several schools.

Mom and Dad don't understand why I can't have many friends.

But it doesn't matter much to me as long as french fries rule the ends!

*Of course I wrote this for Dakota because I know what he would say if his receptors didn't misfire. He is exceptionally bright and although his social skills are not quite good enough to protect him from someone who might do him harm, he eventually was able to leave the overly sheltered safety of well-meaning parents. Without a word, Dakota secretly managed (all online) to arrange to move almost 2000 miles away, from NC to Texas. He was 19. He met a man online, verified the man's status, and now actually builds computers! Dakota is now 25 years old and self supporting!
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