Saturday, 3 September 2016

Wherever I am ...

case in point 

The most enchanting summer in many moons ...

... not without the witness of fluctuating emotions in a summer long time with others 

A real raw flare up of the legacy of skin eruptions since one Autumn in time after a spring of empty much ..

And another flare up of what I had in Kernow earlier this year ... 

The byproduct of neglect ... I sometimes wonder if I miss the point into life ... 

Much is made of I how I was as a youngster  ... When we were no longer forgotten ... 

The death put in the picture 

It is strange reading the facts portrayed about myself ... 

The acid tongues I had my way ... I had forgotten how love was and banter in conversations at first ... 

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