Biography

How about a little poem instead of a biography? Autistic through and through Autistic to the core My autistic brain brings All my talents to the fore. Without it I'd be empty AutisticLess and dull Shades of grey and monotone A dawn without its sun. I may not know my sic times table, My processing seems slow, My working memory long retired But what I know, I know. Creativeness is what I’ve got, In bucketloads, it’s true, With help of pen and paper, I now offer this to you.

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