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Feb 2014
Insanity is built with
Tabs watered down with an unfamiliar reality,
Ounces laced with a looping escape route, and
Liquor spiked with depression.
Don't try to tell me
“Your problems won’t go away.”
Old dreams are dying and I'm left with an
Unclear path to the future.
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     JMB, Hannah, kim, Kyle J Horstmann and LiviKawa
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