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Feb 2020
I've got ***** hands
Not ready for reality
Wish I was able to understand
Where is my hero
Wheres my drink
Pass me something strong
Because i dont want to think
I can't believe life is torturing
I'm in agony
I'm toxic
An alcoholic
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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