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armless

In need When I feel lost and in pain, I think of the armless man who came into my café he needed a pee badly Everyone looked up to the ceiling I had hoped a nurse would stand up, where are the nurses when one needs one. I`m no hero, but I helped and since he was armless I washed my hands. Later I gave him a coffee which he drank with a straw, they were going to fit him with artificial arms, he wore his belongings in a rucksack and he smiled to everyone as bodily dared people often do who wants to help them I hoped he would leave before he needed to evacuate, but I should have asked him why he travelled alone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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