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Many People Die Of Thirst But The Irish Are Born With One.

I Have Got So Low That I Have Asked To Be Hospitalized And For Deep Narcosis (sleep). I Cannot Stand Being Awake. The Pain Is Too Much... Something Has Happened To Me, This Vital Spark Has Stopped Burning - I Go To A Dinner Table Now And I Don't Say A Word, Just Sit There Like A Dodo. Normally I Am The Centre Of Attention, Keeps The Conversation Going, - So That Is Depressing In Itself. It's Like Another Person Taking Over, Very Strange. The Most Important Thing I Say Is 'good Evening' And Then I Go Quiet.

Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder, Get It Out With Optrex.

There Are Holes In The Sky Where The Rain Gets In, But They're Ever So Small That's Why Rain Is Thin.

I'm A Hero With Coward's Legs.