Dear Legs,
I want to say thank you.
For all you do.
You keep me standing.
You carry me forward.
You are a part of my whole.
I don't know why you hurt.
I can't fix it.
I can't change it, or help it.
But I can appreciate you more.
All the work you do for me.
Especially when I'm not aware that you're working.
I can work to say nicer things about you.
Although not verbalized, they are hurtful.
And many times not true.
I can work to appreciate your awesome imperfection.
So thank you.
Love, Me
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