No. 1: New-born
The year of grace 1965,
July 7,
by the way, it is Wednesday
and the time is 11:13 a.m.
At Umeå Hospital,
at the maternity ward,
a girl is born.
A girl with a prune belly.
Sixty years later
it is time
to write her story.
The story of
the girl with the prune belly.
It was about time then.
That it was written.
Maybe at the last moment.
#ThePruneBellyGirl #PruneBelly #PruneBellySyndrome #rarediseases #survivor #childhood #handicap #autobiography
These poems are originally written in Swedish and translated by myself. So if the translation sounds weird - please just laugh, or cry, or just shake your head and move on to the next poem, hoping for a better translation there... Thank you for your patience, and for following my story! By the way - my lyrics sometimes sounds weird in Swedish too...

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