Dual Diagnosis Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dual Diagnosis



Lively conversation, a little strained, pulling at the edges.

People slowly gathering beyond the time to begin.

Readying selves for the coming onslaught of words and phrases,
dealing with dual diagnosis treatment of clients.

Monday, March 10, 2014
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