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Aug 2016
The thugs in my mind
that make me want to
do drugs til I'm blind
spiritually are so strong
I crave relief
even with my faith
my unshakable belief in
God this addiction just waits
doing pushups outside this place
this rehab stay number unknown
I just want to go home
because being sober
will never be the case
Randy Lee
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Randy Lee  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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   Keith Wilson
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