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There was once a time when cocaine was in his eyes. Doing a few lines and haveing a good time. The thought of death didn't cross his mind until he got in the car and started to drive. Death will come near, but will give you a choice. Inside his head, he listoned to the voice. The vioce that told him this was his last chance, to change his life and make everything right. His life was worth more than all the highs. Never again was cocaine in his eyes