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Apr 2019
I repeat the things that do me harm
Day in ...day out
Even though they've lost their charm
Day out day in

I'm fearful how this thing will end
Day in ...day out
So tell me pretty lies, my friend
Day out day in

Though my symptoms show it's true
Day in ...day out
Gasping, coughing bits of spew
Day out day in

Repeated detrimental sin
Day in ...day out
Like a rat to saccharine
Day out day in
I know that it’s sad...pathetic...dumb,
But I can’t stop until I’m numb
Brother Jimmy
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Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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     ---, ymmiJ and S Olson
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