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Dec 2015
Safely now
as I perceive,
the level of substance
to ease the need.

Going slow
staying in control
as far as I
can see.

But then time
has past,
the point
of no return.

Pressure builds
as sanity
is lost.
Washing down with the last drop.

Read the label
one more time,
be sure your still
between the lines.
Please forgive my write of diversion therapy against my pain todav. I am in control. You've heard that before I'll bet.
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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