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       Mastering a Head-Trauma                                                                                             School recovering those letters,
Everything was normal when I was young. I was happy. I had great friends. But that changed when I was 13 years old. The tic said hello to me. I never knew the tic before. The tic had weird characteristics--
You don't know fear 'til you've lived in my shoes. You live every day afraid you'll lose  your balance, respect, or the friends that you have. Lots of long and fancy names for the things that cause
Oh say can you see, A country for all to be free. To stand together,bond as one. To leave no one alone as one. To be different is to be seen as interesting And not as someone disgusting.
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