of the Cornish coast on the screensaver that I took ... a little of the homemade food . A pleasant candlelit bath A warmed up dressing gown And a puffed up cosy looking bed emerging in the stampede of revival slow and tedious...
A spacious surround only I can see. I knew how it was, became and in slow unravel of a complex time dispersing ever so gradually ... The weight of all in tandem including myself in reverse of the damage done in undo ...
I even have an informal interview for a different line of some tiny bit of some more volunteering ...
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