The autistic son:

My autistic son.. Dane is born to the wrong era. he should have been a sheik or arabian prince, beloved by many, beholded to none. He cares more for the girls in his life, (his ladies) and gives up more for us than any woman deserved. He shares his friendships and his life. Always ready to rub your shoulders when your down. And here in the midst of winter, he prays for spring so that his ladies will have Valentines gifts
My sweet untouched angel. I want normal for you and all you get in scrambled eggs.
I’ll never give up on you my son. To my last breath I am yours.

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