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If I recall correctly it was Methilene Blue in my throat. My aunt (my mother couldn't do it) wrapped a ball of cotton in a pencil tied with a rubber band, soaked it in the thing and told me to open wide. "If it bothers you, raise your hand". I raised my tiny hand way pass the sky, and she never stopped. Can I blame my bipolarism on her?.
Any normal bedtime story?.
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]Roses are red. Violets are blue.[
Look for the positive in the negative. PIRILON.
If lemons fall from the sky, make lemonade. Unknown.
Nothing stronger than habit. Victor Hugo.
You are the slave of what you say,
and the master of what you keep. Unknown.
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