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Jan 2013
My friend Scott and Fred...
They were my heroes.
Fred, the ex-convict and drug addict,
Finally came into the good guy and family man he was supposed to be.
Scott was my group leader.
The nicest guy you will ever meet.
Young, good looking, with a **** good head on the man's shoulders.
They were trying so hard.
Fred moved out of the home.
Once he got out, it only took 11 days.
He fell... and he took Scott with him too.
Now they are on the list of people for whom I pray.
Only one in five of us here are supposed to survive.
Please God, let me stay alive...
Let me live today.
****** destroys more than lives...
Kevin Eli
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Kevin Eli  California
(California)   
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