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Nov 2010
That bottle that we all turn to
Full at the beggining, empty at the end
The same way it makes us feel
Clear glass as it's all so simple
Yet the reasons we turn to it aren't
A friend in company and an enemy alone
As the bottle stands so do you
As it falls you fall with it
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