a tiny sparrow
with just one leg
lit on my windowsill
and sat looking through
the glass at me.
i whispered to it,
"poor little sparrow
with only one leg,
how sad and unfair
life can be."
at the sound of my voice
it cocked its head
and chirped to me,
"don't feel sorry
for this bird, sister.
can't you see
how strong and clever
i must be to do
even the simple things
that my fellow sparrows
take for granted?
don't you understand
how very much better
i am than they?"
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