I see her dancing
but not in the graceful
beautiful way of a ballerina
she is dancing on wobbly
diseased legs that barely hold her
the crutches that she clasps
are her one support in this beautiful struggle
she was born with this disease
she did not ask for it
is was written into her genes from the beginning
passed along her blood line
this disease has crippled her body
but her spirit is not touched
her graceful beauty shines
from deep inside this beautiful girl
and makes you forget
the marred beauty of her outer shell
watch her dance her way
along the beautiful path her life is taking
and see the beauty she sows...
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