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Life through the eyes of the recently Sober
Stinging clarity
Over aware
Hazy reality
a feeling, bare.
Fresh to the world
thrown from my safety net
spinning, reeling
Can I go home yet?
Thoughts of hate
rage unfiltered
Brief pause,
tranquility ensues
Teeth of the mind
return to their grind
Pain
Mental
Physical
This is too real...
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