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Among Friends
The New Year started in the carriage house Swinging on an old patio swing that I swung on last July. I made my resolution while staggering into the barn And somehow I made it up the stairs, back into the crowd. Kids were blowing coke on the plastic folding table And as a good friend of mine blew a line I saw her transform into a stranger as she looked up And offered me a free turn that I turned down. I finished the beer that had been resting in my coat pocket And sought refuge from these suddenly unfamiliar faces. When I crawled into the smoky, crowded and familiar tent, Alex offered me his lap and I accepted it quickly. I thought to myself about the offer I turned down And regretted my decision but there was something About her face that told me just to stay away And I remembered my resolution, promising myself That this time next year, I will be among friends.
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