in anticipation ... of the sizzle of the summer days ... I have put my inner resources into nice things and that still transpires into a tidy in itself ... the more of a find in me ... too ...
I do the light duty tasks in those moments I struggle... the new dilemma appearing in the physical side of the health ... the air is not good in this triangle of land I live in ... the squelter and the wind stream hangs invisible pollution I can smell but not see ... we enquired about this before ...
It is good to attempt to vary the air around ...
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