Recovery (SOLD)

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As she drowned in liquid night, the world faded from her sight.

But from the depths a gentle glow arose. A pair of golden wings kept getting close. They lifted her high above the pain, through the clouds and past the rain.

In a better place she now was, in embrace of her golden wings, but everyday she looks down and feels the dark depths pulling her strings. She's happy and she's free, but in the back of her mind, she feels the drinks tempting gleam.