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Mar 2017
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That's all there is to say
After a glass of whiskey
And a bottle of wine
And the fear that tomorrow
Things may not be better
So where do I go from here?
Since today is a down day
One of many in a row
And I thought I was getting better
*I thought
I was getting better
One Of The Tired Souls
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One Of The Tired Souls  20/F/Colorado
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