Puberty And Dotage

Having tasted substance abuse, today in truth, many of the young are wasted in their youth. But 'God damn' only the pusher you didn't oughta as, without the doer, the dealer, he'd be dead in the water. One and the same, they're both to blame, as off each other they will feed, the former for avarice, a.k.a., greed, the latter for a misconceived need... if not to allay his fears, but cede to the pressure of his peers. If only my life I could live over again and the years unfold in my daily scuffle, as at the thought of growing old, I recoil from this mortal shuffle. With apologies to; George Bernard Shaw (1856 – 1950) and William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
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