Ambidextrous
When one arm is the same
As the other one,
You might feel slight shame,
And slightly down and dum.
You may feel that you're strange
Not like the others you are,
With two arms of power,
It acts like a scar.
But this is not the point
For unique you are now,
And friends are all you need,
You may wonder how.
Well be kind and helpful and free,
Don't listen to any remarks,
And one day you will see,
A vision of friends in the park.
Viraj Bhanshaly
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