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    Walking down a country lane
    After gambling my money once again
    Loads of nonsense in my head
    If this is life, I’d rather be dead
    Why do I do it, goodness knows
    Manic gambling ebbs and flows
    Round and round time and again
    Seeming oblivious to the pain.
    That was me at 16 years old
    Nothing could stop me, I wouldn’t be told
    Thirty years later, here I sit.
    I could waste away in this festering pit.
    My life’s been do lally
    For far too long
    I’ve made my decision,
    This can’t go on
    Starting again?
    I don’t think so,
    I am just going back
    To the things that I know.Recovery is priceless.

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