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Jun 2014
I am crippled
I cannot not walk
I need some aid
But not from these folk
I crawl to a wheelchair
and try to sit down
but to my surprise
the wheels turn the chair around
Many things have the ability to assist some on in need of their help but instead refuse and look the other way. They are well and able to help but choose not to. We are all wheelchair able to aid the crippled and thats what we were designed to be but our wheels ( actions and choices) often prevent that purpose from being fulfilled.
Written by
Kayla Wallace  Misery aka Missouri
(Misery aka Missouri)   
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