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He was drunk and unconscious Knew nothing what had made him famous It was excessive drink and no control over action People used to hate him with hostile reaction He was kind at heart but no gentleman like manner In this civilized he was just new and beginner He always took care not to disturb any one This was the only reason he was least hated one No one has been successful so far To come out of old habits and shine like star Doe he not know that it was ruining his reputation? He knew it well but had little hesitation Every day he will take oath not to drink But strong urge may make him to sink He will resort to same old habit Drink more to loose control and faint 'I want to improve' he told me in person He was helpless and cited many reasons Some thing serious had taken place He wanted to escape from intense chase He was punishing himself and suffering He had nothing else for offering He will fold the hand and request Apologize for bad conduct and wish the best Everybody liked his behavior He was kind and known for good humor I always sided with him for his bad habit Otherwise he was good man and as human very much fit

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