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Poetry from the Frontlines

“In My Veins” – POV of an Addict
I chased the numb and lost the day, My mother cried, I turned away. This demon dressed in warm relief Left needles, shame, and silent grief.

“Through Her Eyes” – Family POV
I see him stumble, slurred and bruised, But deep within, a man confused. This is not weakness — this is war, And still I stand beside the door.

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