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Mar 2014
I drink just enough to make me comfortable
in my own skin.
Just enough to make me warm.

You ask me why I'm crying.
Do I need a reason?

"Because I feel like it."
Circa 1994
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Circa 1994  Florida
(Florida)   
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   Cailey Weaver, Aharon El and ---
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