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rock solid
in recovery for over
40 years now
watched em'
come
watched em'
go
many lived
more than a
few died
sat in the rooms
embraced
pain
shared
joy
waded through the
hip deep shit of daily
life without boots
but there was always
a clarity like a crystal
mountain lake
a higher power
looking
down
some would say
"God"
but I would say that God
is too small a term
to define the
journey of
staying
sober
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