Addiction is like a quicksand.
It pulls you down,
down,
down --
to the deepest
and darkest bottom.
But remember --
no matter
how deep it pulls,
if you reach for the light,
the shore is still there,
waiting...
offering a sense of hope.
Copyright 2026, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
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