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Endings

Endings They took his shoes first the left one then, with a slight hesitation the right shoe, now he wears silk slippers walks on soft carpets at the luxury home for the aged where life is a hush a murmur of paying for concern. Everything he might whish for is here, but his youth.

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Kathryn Collins

Date: 6/20/2013 5:29:00 AM

Oh yes no running away from it, even with silken slippers. My feeling is if I have to be incarcerated, put me in the luxury home with the soft carpets. The hope is never to have to go - to a home that is. Or maybe actually have a place to go like the palace. I'd soon as skip the whole thing and be hit by a low flying plane. There's a place here serves 'happy endings' ice cream sundaes. Seniors can get it half-price on Wednesday. hugs, Kathy

Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 6/20/2013 5:44:00 PM

and if you have my love...give them hell