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Nov 2023
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I watched him walk around his house,
too high to function
The ADHD evident in his chaotic movements,
Too cute for words
Smiles that felt like a new beginning,
Too nervous to move
A hug that shattered my very heart
Too broken to fix
The reality of what is coming ahead
Too much to handle
The warning that I shouldn't have spoken
Too little, too late
Mel Little
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Mel Little  30/F/Ohio
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