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And what if, like me,
you are an invalid,
can't do it,
whatever 'it' is,
whatever the rest do
with such seeming ease,
unthinkingly;
and you live at home
with your ma and pa
even though
you're an 'adult'
and they never let you
forget
that you owe them
for the roof over your head,
for the food you eat,
for the bed where you sleep,
for the clothes you wear,
for the constant care,
and that you stand
to inherit
from your cripple's seat
on wheels,
everything
they have,
down
to their resentment.
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