Dear Father
Dear Father
The way you care for me throughout my life
It makes me feel like I miss you.
Teaching me how to ride my bike, tie my shoes, and do math.
Reading scripture and applying it to our lives.
Making me the man I am today.
I know you are in Heaven now.
We reap what we sow.
I still live, grateful for everything you provide.
With you and God's guidance in life, I lack self-pride.
Like you, I also love my mother.
Without you and Mom, I would not be here.
Life is bearable with you two in my life.
I miss you so much!
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J.J. Wikipowski, born in the United States in Dallas, Texas, January 14, 1992, is a prominent, politically active young man diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome in 2012. He has been passionate about politics even in November 2008, when he ran for his high school's office of the presidency on a wide variety of issues. He graduated from a community college in 2014 with an Associate's of Arts in General Education and later graduated from a public university in 2017 with a Bachelor's of Arts in Interdisciplinary Studies. If he had been elected President, he would have been the second president who has autism after Thomas Jefferson.
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