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A Freudian nightmare.

You’re not singing any more.

Never tear us apart

School’s out for summer; school’s out for ever

Around the world in eighty stays

Pussy by name, pussy by nature.

Apocalypse now.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

He had always believed in the black dog.

There’s never a pair around when you need them. Five stories of lives, cut short.

Out of the mouths of babes.