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Every One Of Us Individuals
If impairment
Is thinking different
Then I am impaired
The world is too grey
My mind gives it colour
The puzzle of life
Is mathematical in nature
Geometric shapes
Hold a bigger fascination
Than words from someone’s mouth
I am a prowler
Seeking truth
This highway is my own
What comes into view
Is for me to know
Our personal space
Is interrupted by questions
Constant interrogation
If I was normal
Would be left alone
On a spectrum
Designed for explanation
Fatally flawed
As nature designed
Every one of us as individuals
Is thinking different
Then I am impaired
The world is too grey
My mind gives it colour
The puzzle of life
Is mathematical in nature
Geometric shapes
Hold a bigger fascination
Than words from someone’s mouth
I am a prowler
Seeking truth
This highway is my own
What comes into view
Is for me to know
Our personal space
Is interrupted by questions
Constant interrogation
If I was normal
Would be left alone
On a spectrum
Designed for explanation
Fatally flawed
As nature designed
Every one of us as individuals
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