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May 18
Drinking has been my only vice
It has been kinda nice

To forget my worries for a day
And cast them off faraway

Drinking to drown my sorrows, but my sorrows, they learned to swim
And cater to every unfortunate whim
Written by
Winnalynn Wood
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