No. 16: Walking

 

When the girl,

the two-year-old girl,

finally

is allowed to escape

being tied to the bed

and is allowed

to be down on the floor again,

she

must

learn

to

walk.

Again.

 

The red dress is still there! 

But what to do with it? 


#ThePruneBellyGirl #PruneBelly #PruneBellySyndrome #rarediseases #survivor #childhood #handicap #autobiography #disability #childrenshospital


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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