The First Day of Fall Isolation, all alone, me and my best friend. Drunken splendors, revelry, drunken illusion. Through the fog a voice was heard calling in the night. Clear as a bell I heard it say, “Go to AA”…
The First Day of Fall Isolation, all alone, me and my best friend. Drunken splendors, revelry, drunken illusion. Through the fog a voice was heard calling in the night. Clear as a bell I heard it say, “Go to AA”…
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