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Thomas! it's yourself
Come in man, don't stand on ceremony, go in
I was thinking to myself only this morning
I was thinking to myself im down to the dregs of the bottle
And I thought theres no man I'd rather see today than you
Father...
Oisin Please? My Son.
I need to bury him, please!
No no no no no
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