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Sep 2014
It's a mad house filled with characters from all different shades.
Walking down the street comes the mermaid whose head is filled with all colours of the rainbow.
Willing the clouds to open and let down its water, maybe her tail will grow.
Sitting in the café, Alladin is serving us with his cheeky smile as he speaks to you.
But you can see life has been tough as he turns around and  his smile turns into a frown as matters return to his mind.
And that one looks as though she has had a nasty trick played on her, someone must of bullied her cause it looks as though her heads been flushed down the toilet.
at the counter stands a man covered in ink, his life written down for all to read.
At the burger bar points the audience at the young girl who has dreams of having a husband and a family of her own someday, but they're dreams that if she was able to achieve, her children would either be still born or would need to live on oxygen tanks for the rest of their lives.
Across the table sits the sad clown in black and white with his flower drooping.
How worry is etched across his face  about how the ball missed that one goal that was so important to him.
The jester sits next to him, giggling. All smiles he is continuously filled with glee.
The one that sits on the right forgets which hand to use but can tell you which day you were born on just by knowing you birth date.
All have dreams and inspirations that they wish to achieve, but circumstances prevent them.
These are some people I had met in my travels, they are all beautiful people, who are caring, loyal and kind. They have huge hearts willing to accept anyone and everyone for who and what they are. They deserve to be loved, treated right and respected. Just because they look different and have disabilities doesn't make them less human and without feeling. It amazed me how so many people without disabilities could be so ignorant and hurt these beautiful peoples feelings.
Celeste Nicole Cook
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Celeste Nicole Cook  U.A.E
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