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The firmest handshake I've ever felt Was that of a woman with Only three fingers left On her Hand. The biggest person I know Is about the same hight as His wheelchair. His life is a richer one Than mine will ever be. Because he makes it so. What worries do I have? Yet some days are heavy. I suppose being born Unimpaired and staying so Is an impairment at times In itself.
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC
Wheelchair
The firmest handshake I've ever felt Was that of a woman with Only three fingers left On her Hand. The biggest person I know Is about the same hight as His wheelchair. His life is a richer one Than mine will ever be. Because he makes it so. What worries do I have? Yet some days are heavy. I suppose being born Unimpaired and staying so Is an impairment at times In itself.
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Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC
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