I see you, baby girl. I see you taking that first brave step. I see you glancing quickly to watch people’s faces when they look at your prosthetic leg.
I see you evaluating whether they are going to meet your eyes or continue to stare. I see you get that tiny little smile ready, your hand half-raised to wave at them.
I see your shoulders slump when they make a terrible face. I see you constantly navigating your terrain, trying to find a sure foothold, watching out for a slight lip in the pavement, a hole you might not see.
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