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I see you playing over there When you don’t stand and stare But everytime I look around My friends aren’t to be found Tell me, what exactly is it you see Why do I get treated so differently I really wish you could see in my head All of me, but also all the dread A sensory clutter of daily life Often that is what brings me strife You have to look through the outside Look for me because I can hide Past what you can see That’s how you find the real me So please come over and say hello I’d love a friend, and not to feel so low. All the best Ross Words – Ross A Fraser Graphic Design App – Canva #NewLifeAutistic

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Ross A Fraser
Ross A Fraser
May 24, 2022

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