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Wake up

my eyes open

another day begins

my insides are not perfect

things do not work as they once did

but I am grateful

... for toes that touch the ground of this beautiful Earth

... for feet holding me steady, balancing me

... for legs that carry me forward

... for the steady beat of my heart

... for the flow of my breath

... for arms that hold those that I love

... for hands and fingers that create

... for shoulders that carry my burdens

... for my head that allows me to remember, to imagine, to hope

i may not be the same as I once was

but I am here

with my imperfections

living this life

and I find myself filled with joy


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