On that square, filled with people
He watched, he listened, thinking they are all sheeple It is always the same, repeating sequel
He missed the church basement with the towering steeple
It wasn’t the same, so much had changed On that square, filled with people
Felt isolated, alone, sitting watching home
The fears, anxieties, would not leave him alone It is always the same, repeating sequel
The Covid pandemic locked down everyone, in their homes
The laughter and tears, chit-chat and shares On that square, filled with people
Just wasn’t the same, on that zoom AA
Feeling estranged and mourning in person AA It is always the same, repeating sequel
Fearing the drink or going insane, he finally spoke, shared his pain.
That’s when he realized, he was never alone On that square, filled with people It is always the same, repeating sequel
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