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Jul 2014
we hold alcoholism up like a trophy
that we can wave in front of a girls
drunken eye and get laid
and then reality hits

and reality said 40 years from now
we're on the couch knocked out cold
and the bottle replaced a wife
20 years ago.
Blake
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Blake  Lagrange, GA
(Lagrange, GA)   
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