Oh, I feel sympathy. Be grateful my son for what you get. Expression and passion. Ten days for watching the sunset; when I was your age amusement we made for ourselves. ``Permission to breathe sir,`` don`t talk like that, I`m your old man. They`ll soon be demobbed son, so join up as soon as you can. You can`t borrow that `cos that`s for the races and doesn`t grow on trees.
I only feel what touches me and feel in touching I can see a better state to be in. Who has the right to question what I might do, in feeling I should touch the real and only things I feel.
It`s advice and it`s nice to know when you`re best advised. You`ve only turned thirty, so son, you`d better apologize. And when you grow up, if you`re good we will buy you a bike.
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