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May 2019
I left my
alcohol at
satan's
doorstep.
A doorstep
I never plan
on
stepping up to
again.
Satan can
keep my
*****.
I simply choose
to no longer
lose.



written by me... ..
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
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