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Frailt

Slight imperfections of A faded soul Once strong and fruitful Now barely whole Winsome dreams of A better life Less bittersweet of Stress and strife Physical adversity And brain not there Pondering survival Not thinking clear Tilt back the bottle Drowning the pain Whisky works briefly As sun turns to rain

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Date: 3/13/2024 6:08:00 PM
Who needs whiskey to achieve such a state? I'm there; I just grew old overnight, seemingly. Cheers, Gershon
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Kelli White
Date: 3/19/2024 9:27:00 AM
lol thank you GW, Kelli
Date: 3/13/2024 5:45:00 PM
shucks...such this disrupt :/
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Kelli White
Date: 3/19/2024 9:27:00 AM
Thank you JP, Kelli
Date: 3/12/2024 1:14:00 PM
Deep and emotive.. I hope you are not feeling like this..
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Kelli White
Date: 3/12/2024 5:30:00 PM
No so it is about my brother, unfortunately he is a sad lost soul, Kelli

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