Ability – By Kamakshi Gupte

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She was sprinting, She was in sync.

A predictable rhythm

Then my eyes saw, a tweaked hand

My heart missed a beat.

She did not stop,

She was in tandem, with her goal

I got caught in my thoughts

Was it my Inability?

She did not need a label.

She was complete.

I needed – to be normal.

To accept and normalize.

The difference in ability.

And to appreciate,

Her pace and agility

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