a little bit mire

on strands of life and back again from the loss of a dear spouse

Tuesday, 3 January 2017

Many as

usual out and about with problems and reeked ...their is unkempt and unkempt ... the familiar smell too of ulceration ... in those with neglect issues not always self ... 
Posted by Sally Robins at 07:10
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