Sober recovery.

Dewey
watched the greener side of the street.
It made him understand why
he loves other people’s lives.
He doesn’t know, humanity, we guess, man.
Trusting in another human being,
his most vulnerable fucking thing
he’s the most terrified of,
give it to somebody else?

The idea to say,
Please help me,
is the transformation of a lifetime
if he’s willing and can ever get to that place.
For Dewey,
what people will resonate in so many fucking ways?

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