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Aug 2015
The thing about a guy like me, is I drink too much.
My friends will say it.
The doctor who hands me pills, will say it.
Even I will say it.
But.
It drowns out the voices in my head, and everything is more calm.
It isn't necessarily because I cannot stop, I have yet to find a reason to stop.
Cowin Alan
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Cowin Alan  Denver
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   Medhina Khanal
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