inspiretheworld
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When I was just only seven years old, I wanted someone to inspire me.
An idol, parent, friend, someone who could agree with me.
Everyone thought that I couldnt do anything because I was an aspies.
Mom, can we talk?
Can I ask you a question?
A question about a suggestion that was made by a man in the streets of Jerusalem. He stopped me on the street and stared at my bare feet forearms and knees,
