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Dec 2014
Stumble in at 3AM
I'm drunk again
Kick shoes off at the door
Drop my keys on the floor
Fumble for the lights
Man I miss Friday nights
Crashing on the couch in my clothes
Being somebody that no one knows
Days of the past come back to haunt me often.
Jack Ghaven
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Jack Ghaven  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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