Drug Addict Celebrates Survival

For Val it was simply magical:
Surgeons might have said ‘surgical’:
A thing which had seemed cyclical, 
His bouncing back ‘ Atypical’…

And there for minutes Rita stood,
Her stretching talk with Val sweet food;
Clearly, in her best of wished mood:
Must she always over fate brood?

So far, the Grandest Festival
To be held by Ambitious Val 
And he had named it ‘Survival,’
Slides showing this at interval 
For the eyes of Val’s Truest Pal:
‘Last year long sick, then Revival!’

Raised not Question of circumstance 
Hushed the one tried by Miss. Constance 
“Has Val from Dope kept real distance?”
For Val, she’d recalled no instance…
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