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The Least of These

some are different those with handicaps handicaps is the strange word we call to hinder holdback and impede burden or limit where are the rules those which say these are the restricted and we normal a gripping fills my chest when i watch a crowd react to one we label physically challenged this human race depending on shortcomings to nurse our psyche reaching the top by stepping on the least of these i wish to meet this man named social order to tell him how incredibly witty he is to have us all fooled swallowing the conception that those without blemish are superior i will smile to myself when social order meets the creator the creator of the least of these

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