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Dec 2013
Thursday..another diary entry.

I did not choose this,
I want to lose this but it seems like I'm stuck and I don't give a, doesn't life **** like a tooty fruit lollypop, and how do you stop when you've started?
I want to begin on the bottle of gin,but it's empty,still tempts me,with a bottle of grappa,could start again as a rapper and not have a crap day like today.

If you work like a horse all they'll feed you is hay and there's no one to say take a break,have a smoke,this life is a joke,
but I'm a big bloke,take it all on the chin,still want to begin
on the gin.
I can't win.
some days are weeks.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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