Hard Road Chosen

Sat in the stool with arms folded over just to hide your shakes away. Drink here drink there steady returned. For Years and years never missed a day, until pharmaceuticals became part of the game. Then one by one they banned you from your chair. Party stores  and parking lots became your play ground of choice but just not the same without you inside. Nothing detoured you, onward went till your last shot set you down.

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