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They fill my throat, go into my lungs, and hold my hand.
Do I say we’re a me, do I say we’re a team?
Says physical it’s me, but when we breathe it’s team.
Dear Autism Speakes,
Do you realize how little you help?
Do you realize the pain you cause?
Do you really think electric shock therapy is ok to use on children?
Authentic versions caught on the slip of the tongue,
And as I hum broken syllables caught in a broken lung,I come off as an oddity within the realm of Normalcy,Because my struggles to be them, they can never see:
