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These are the things that we do when we're listening to me and learning from you and yearning for some things that will never be and we'll never do. A free faller calls for an air ambulance, a slim chance of that appearing, but I am still near to you and doing things that we do. Listening to Sinead, nothing compares to... ...drinking red lemonade down at Carrick on Shannon, that was a long time ago. And I was there at the fair in Kenmare when the goat got a haircut from Declan, who'd believe such a thing could occur? but it did in Kenmare.
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Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 10:48 AM UTC
Memory is like a snapping dragon
These are the things that we do when we're listening to me and learning from you and yearning for some things that will never be and we'll never do. A free faller calls for an air ambulance, a slim chance of that appearing, but I am still near to you and doing things that we do. Listening to Sinead, nothing compares to... ...drinking red lemonade down at Carrick on Shannon, that was a long time ago. And I was there at the fair in Kenmare when the goat got a haircut from Declan, who'd believe such a thing could occur? but it did in Kenmare.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 10:48 AM UTC
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