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Oct 2016
He drinks more then usual

smoking more then usual

he's losing control

he's about to crash


Silence all around the room

Clear

Watching him go threw this kills them

Clear

There nothing that they can do

Clear

It's in his hands if he wants to keep fighting


He's happy more Then usual

Smiling more then usual

He found purposes

He now helps others
Andrew molder
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Andrew molder  30/M/Cedar rapids ia
(30/M/Cedar rapids ia)   
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