soon the ones who did not care for you will fall beside in thier act of winning the war. war is so harsh that it would fight the seeds of God before it would concede a loss. i am the same as you i was autistic in the generation before you. and i would do anything to let you know who you are. you are the doctors of these children who have fought your generation today with every word with every tooth and nail. but now that we succeeded in winning the way we made this hidden fortress away from home a place to remember that the children of special needs are our own, and i am glad that we spent this time together. but this will not be the last time that i see you in this manner of hope for tomorrow.
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