Older and well travelled.
Looking back to youth.
The image begins with an island.
And the image of a friend.
Lost now for years.
I left my peers.
Their company...
Their understanding of hell.
How they realized condemnation...
Accepted the evil our shared frustration.
Empty bottles and dime bags giving minds a vacation.
Alive adding irony, celebrating their lives!
Don´t know how each one of them even survived.
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