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I stand beside the bay to meditate and pray, and it brings remembrance to my mind.
The hours that I have spent, alone and it had meant that liquor had taken my mom from me.
Since then the times I ran along the shore, wanting to imbibe more and more to ease my own pain as well.
Now I stand before the bay to meditate and pray, and to thank God for his grace that brings me back to this place and he informs me of how far I have come.

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