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‘Twas on a mid March night
Day was almost dawning
All the gamblers in recovery
Were tucked up tight
Warm and cosy
Dreaming
Of freedom days to comeBut there was one
Not asleep
No sound could be heard
In the house
Not even the click of a mouse.
Maybe she too is in recovery.
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