Having finished reading Interview With A Vampire by Anne Rice, I have come to the conclusion that immortality might be one of the most depressing and horrific things that could ever be inflicted upon someone. To live forever would be to see the world rise and fall so many times that your will to continue would surely be squashed. No, not even that, it would be set alight, trod on, ground into the earth and then kicked a few times for good measure. But, I can't write a long piece on how depressing it is, like I wanted to, because Frank Sinatra is too soothing to listen to and rant at the same time.
~I've got you under my skin, I've got you deep in the heart of me. ...~
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Many a rant from an Irish woman
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