I saw a man over the road yesterday just sitting on the steps opposite our house. i was working and as I came down for a cup of tea he was sat there, sitting. I watched a while then went over to him. he was shaking, really trembling, there was a pile of sick in front of him.
"Can I help"?
"No" He said.
"Are you sure?" He looked really rough.
"I'm all right" He said.
I left him, alone to continue my watch from the house. He dragged himself down on his arse to the bottom of the steps and was gone. There's no help.
All life passers this way if you're patient.
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