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Their black eyes, my black rings,Green with rage,She hit them again.He had another tantrum.Calm down, you’re bright red.Give me a hug, a little less abrupt,I don’t want to have blue bruises. Everyone has their own opinionBenevolent or not,On children with special needs.« Honey, don’t play with them, you’ll scare them. »« No, don’t invite this one, she’s…