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Friends in Recovery

Through the mist,
Into the sun;
Step by step,
I cannot run.

I reached out
To touch someone.
Many hands came back;
Here comes the sun.

Sparkling eyes,
Hearts of gold,
Words to strengthen,
Hands to hold.

The gift of love,
It comes to me;
My heart is full
And I am free.