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Till now to this day in my mind
I’m still this Peter Pan
my imagication the pixy dust, coke and fentanyl,
that transports me to places and people
I never really left behind —–
pirates, indians, mermaids,
and other unfound boys like me;
All of these populate
the dark continent of my soul.
These are the lost lives I never lived
except in my ensorcelled mind alone
where stars explode
and buds burst into bloom
creating eruptions
of galactic proportions.
