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 Disconnected 

I am a typewriter that cannot write
I am a radio that cannot play music
I am a phone that cannot ring.

I am a lamp that cannot throw any light
I am a doorbell that cannot chime
I am a car that cannot drive

I am a television that cannot give you a picture
But if you plug me into help and services
For an adult with Asperger’s Syndrome and sensory processing disorder
I can thrive and contribute 
The question is, will you?

A poem for politicians, social service agencies and those generally interested in my general welfare.
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