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The ocean’s expanse,ceaseless motion, fervent dance.crashing waves, gentle tide, The earth’s embrace,limitless grace.the vastness, worth untold. The infinite sky,take flight and fly.soar, forever. The flickering fire,passion never tires.Leaps, dances, ignite! All of this is boundless.

Empathy comprehend, in a world that does not bend, Autistic souls, feeling deep, Emotions flowing, boundless, steep. over-sensitive, they say, as our depths sway, not wrong, no blame, we decline your shame. In depths, passion lies, burning, fierce, wise, empathy thrives, we make the world alive. It’s draining a heavy weight, The world can not relate, bear with us as we try, we are…

As a child lost in a world unkind,I stood alone, misunderstood and unseen,With bullies and cruelty not hard to find,Autism is hidden, my true self in between.I couldn’t understand why the world was so mean.Kids can be cruel, and adults can be too,But in their ignorance, they never knew, The battles I fought deep inside my soul,when in shadows I stood, labeled as “weird,”The struggles that shaped…

There comes a tapping, a knocking, a pounding at my door. “Is there anybody in there to answer my call?” I hear a tapping, a knocking, a pounding at my door. “Is there anybody in there, anybody at all? Is there anybody in there to answer my plea? Anybody at all, Listening to me?” “Is there anybody in there within that empty cell? Are you capable to answer? If you are, are you…

Seclusion 1)Fall about. 2)humankind falls down by means of you. 3)shed tears. 4)afterward you wail and no-one else. 2)humankind falls down by means of you. 5)heartrending world obliged to have amuse, 4)afterward you wail and no-one else. 6)contrary, it has misfortune sufficient. 5)heartrending world obliged to have amuse, 7)yet croon and prominence commands response 6)contrary, it has misfortune…

In pages of a book, I seek The tales of green reeds that speak Of their vibrant hues and graceful sway A world of wonder, in which to play But as I turn the final page A curious thought begins to engage Will these emerald reeds still hold their sheen Or will they turn a shade unseen? Next, I’ll read of good deeds so fine And ponder if they’ll still shine Once they’re done, once they’re…

Roses, violets, and clover grow over the rolling river. have you been to Birmingham? There has journeyed my gentleman. He promised me a wild bouquet to adorn our wedding day, of roses, violets, and clover. Roses, violets, and clover grow over the rolling river. I met my love in Birmingham over the rolling river. His love he revealed in a fragrant field of roses, violets, and…

The setting sun every shade and hueof red, yellow, orange, purple, and blue.Each moment, a new stroke,a masterpiece long bespoke,blending shades of light and dark,of nature’s wondrous art.Colors fade into dusky eve,as the last rays of light leave.The moonlight, the stars brightin the middle of the nightThe wind cold, the water warmblowing hard before the storm.The winds that howl and blow,are…