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Relapse (Trisha Dudley - Lafayette, La)

Now is about the time I fall back. I need a hit, a fix. To give up and subject myself to IT again. IT looks so good at a backwards glance. The memories seem so bright and right.  Our minds cling to the positive and run from the negative. But when you stop and acknowledge,  pay your respects to the bad, realization comes. For every high there is a low. Don't go back. The temporary rise is a fa├žade, the pain after the inevitable fall is real.  That ending is the only "hit" that should count.

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