I want to be thankful

 
 
There are kids out there 
With no legs,
No arms,
And yet they see themselves as having a potential superior than what others may perceive them to be.
And here I am, full in limbs,
I can walk and run and grab things If I please
And yet I don't believe that there is anything more to this life.
Why is that so? 
 
-m.c.-

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