I am like the gentle breeze and the hidden rays of the sun, that caress and warm your skin. You know I am there because you feel me but do you see the real me? I hear things differently, The humming wings of the floating bee can sound like the roll of thunder. I see things differently, When you sometimes see problems, I see solutions. I feel things differently, the morning songs of the birds can feel like nature’s orchestra moving the earth. I am the impossible rainbow whose colours give birth to endless shades; easy to look at, hard to define. Walk in my shoes a while and know that while those steps are mine to take, join with me and celebrate, because like you I am brilliant, I am different. I am the spectrum, a different brilliant.

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