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Highland Manor Coveted Hideaway
Temporary salient sunny solitary sight does dole divine delight, asper this dada to imbibe delicious draught when uptight fraught, viz sunkist radiant photons packets of energy with life giving hefty might to warm formerly frost bitten cockles, which secluded niche bracketed by slight recess, where perpendicular brick walls converge, forming mini refuge beckoning tours ruly forthright, this solitary scribe savored moment of peace simply lollygagging excite, hence lawn chair and reading material, I did not schlep in vain, cuz the others didst ordain to succumb, resign, and quit living sadness quite plain (reed depressed churly elderly lonely, utterly bane residents), each whose private engineer within their respective uber driver trundled each individual along nostalgic train on this pitch perfect in the main spring day, they nebulously, melancholically, and lethargically lain abed flipping remote go'n channel surfing and fishing, or time age faded memories raised cane, now offer bitter cold comfort, where grievous frostbitten former halcyon salad days of yore elapsed replaced with mundane decades analogously pain full as chilblain exhibiting feeble gumption to live dogged effort to die dost drain ability (to bow out, i.e. waiting for Godot) each oldster fragile as porcelain curmudgeon cast as deadened thespian while days of their lives issue sad quatrain rewind/replay within cobwebbed brain, one despairing luxury of escape afforded by venturing via imagination to join deceased family, where eternal happiness doth never wane.
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