Dear Client,

I'll bet my final dollar bill
That you possess a champion's heart
And only need to see the thrill
Inherent in a running start...
A start that says you're not alone
Because you have a wingman here
Who does not have a heart of stone
And helps your trouble disappear
By being the coach we all need,
When fortune kicks us to the curb,
To show a way we may proceed
Into a future more superb...
Where hard luck seems to fall away,
Broken, by another brand new day!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
Author's Note
Inspired by time spent working in a rehab.

From November 5th, 2020
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