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Mar 2021
I've been drunk for days.
Last year we were to be married -
this year I have a bleeding ulcer
& I cry every morning,
medicated with scotch.
Your name is a meadow.
Evan Stephens
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Evan Stephens  44/M/DC
(44/M/DC)   
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