Days go by and I see you slipping away,
Jumping the tracks to the other side of recovery
Perhaps, there is something I can do?
A simple word that I can say?
Reality says you may be a statistic
Keep in mind you are more than that to me
Even as others are giving up hope, I
Relish in the thought that you are still clean
Bothered by words people speak
OH! DJ, don’t give credence to their stupidity
Go your way and don’t forget to walk near me
A day doesn’t go by when I don’t love who you are
Never give up and keep your head held high, you are worth it!!!
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my nephew, who is like a son to me, is having a rough time. he is in recovery but hassled by other people, i am worried he will give up.
thank you for reading me 
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