Today I feel better, on the radio I heard the son - Every breath you take - and for just one second of that song, my relatives were listening to it and I was there in front of them in my coffin. Sorry, I know! But I felt sorry for them that I couldn't help myself, I have to - and we have to help ourselves and try to stay alive somehow. I haven't got a clue how to do it, but we must try and learn to listen to the song and survive.....sorry, very thinky xxxx
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