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Oct 2015
they look at me and their eyes change
their smiles change, their lines change
they look at me and say "poor him"
i don't know why they can't ignore it
i have a defect, it's not my fault
they look at me as if i am wrong
but it's okay, it's alright
they look at me and i just smile
i may be disable but i am strong
physical hurdles cannot stop me anymore
i am blessed, i have a fire
no one can extinguish it
it is burning inside
they look at me and get surprised
they look at me and get inspired
for i am disabled but i still survive
Javaria Waseem
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Javaria Waseem
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