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The sound of a car accident victim with half his skull crushed in, trying to breath through the blood that was pouring out of his mouth and nose, and hearing the groans and moans coming from deep inside his body as he came towards consiousness.
He survived. He is one of my neighbours. We've become friends since he got out of hospital almost exactly a year ago now.
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Kind words are the music of the world. F. W. Faber
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