Mental Illness, The Stigma Of

J James McLain James McLain
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Painful cuts loom down the road. To those whom act violently being young. Amniocentsis just to know. Each huge division we watch as they grow. Science now can tell us the truth. Some of the most gifted are. Some of our greatest leaders have been. Twisted the few where evil would grin. Why does it matter how some divide pie by it's self, the answer my friend is still one. The mentally ill must by them selves need learn. Education began at the birth of the sun. Many plead guilty to a crime just to be left alone. A few commit crimes to be removed from the pain that other's by that hand inflicted. Young minds that break because they live in jail. We can't know why the wind at birth changed blows. We move away from a man in dirty clothes. A woman whom talks to her self your young daughter points out. You make some thing up and the child thinks that is true. That child grows up to be you.

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