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This is part of me, it's not WHO I am, it's just a part of me. I am used to being me, have never known otherwise: Wheelchair (I am paraplegic), Tourette and stuttering. And a whole lot more but that's not very relevant for this poem. Normally I don't like to explain my poems: make it your own and interpret away. But sometimes, like with this one, I for one time want to tell you how hard it can be to break through people's defensive and offensive laughter and ridicule. It takes guts, humour and improvisation. I am in mental hospital at the moment, and the poem describes group therapy. I won them over the first day and we are all fine now and get along :)