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Staged Recovery

The cleansing heat of the midday sun Warms my soul The ladder proffered down to escape my hole I sit, we sit, they sit The aches take their toll

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 9/2/2013 3:21:00 PM
A very interesting expression...intrigued by the image of sitting in a room with others in recovery all feeling the same cravings... well done
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