She’s laying upon a sun lounger within the shadows of the back garden. Trying to ignore the silly songbirds singing Springtime lullabies of love. She’s stopped chewing her fingernails at last and her Pityriasis Rosea has receded back and faded, leaving just a faint daisy chain of small purple flowers around her otherwise pale left …
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