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Apr 3
I go to sleep feeling dread
    in the morning I feel dead
    fog never lifts from my head
    I need Methadone to be fed
    I can't forget what she said
    Take the red pill instead.
William J Donovan
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William J Donovan  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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