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Happy, Joyous and Free

They warned me this would happen.  Those irritating old-timers I’ve been hanging with after meetings.  They’ve robbed me of my misery.  It’s been sneaking up on me like a spider in the dark.  I didn’t even feel the bite or … Continue reading

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