when two souls collide

He's in Ms. Williams special ed. class at John Liechty Middle School in L.A., corner of Wilshire and S. Union. I can't believe I saw him again, I thought our connection was a one time deal. How many tears I cried for him, I can't count. I want these kids to be able to be kids and use their imagination to create things that kids create. I want them to dream and explore, the way I did, the way I do. I want them to know that they are special and that specialness goes beyond the classroom. I don't want them to think less of themselves because of how others treat them. They may not learn the traditional way but they can still learn and do amazing things. His spirit is so beautiful and it pains me to the deepest part of my soul to imagine other kids teaching him the ways of the world, corrupting his innocence. I cry because I want to save him, protect him from this world. I love this child and I don't even know his name.