A place exists where pain does not
All you need is an ounce of pot
This is not what I was taught
If I try, I don't wanna get caught
Life is not what you thought
Let go right now of what you sought
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Like the Phoenix, I arose from the ashes. No need for Kleenex. I avoid any crashes. Usually
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