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Apr 2018
When I realized I am sober,
I didn't knew where I went,
When I realized I am on a bed,
I didn't knew where the pillows went.

When I realized I am high,
I didn't even knew why,
Because everytime I became aware,
All the good things were nowhere.
Jovannie J De Dios
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Jovannie J De Dios  36/M/Philippines
(36/M/Philippines)   
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