Blindness guided me.
A storm wounded my soul
Endless disarray.
One bad decision times three.
Bourbon counsels my sanity.
Hoping for wisdom.
Weeping without tears.

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Blindness guided me.
A storm wounded my soul
Endless disarray.
One bad decision times three.
Bourbon counsels my sanity.
Hoping for wisdom.
Weeping without tears.
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