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• With Love, From The Great War

I need you to know something before I go. You're special, and this world can be very hard on special things. They'll pick on you, they'll hit you, they'll dump you, diagnose you and develop you. And there will be days when you wish that everyone was like you, so that everything could be easy. But that's how they think. They spend every day wishing that everyone was the same, and it's that wish that keeps them from being special. So when they come for you with their knives out, you just smile and forgive them. Because ordinary things say, "Hello," and "Goodbye," but nothing that's special can ever die.

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