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Sep 4
Five-year-old May,
just starting to escape Autism,
comes to my side,
taps fingers on the aluminum trash can
next to old desk,
looks at me,
smiles,
and May says,
"DRUM".
Yonah Jeong
Written by
Yonah Jeong  61/M/NJ
(61/M/NJ)   
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