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Feb 2018
I am happy.
No, really, I am.
How can one not be when life is so full of beautiful distractions?
The plants and flowers.
The trees and bushes.
The people with their smiles.
Its all just so magical.
Joy creeps through my veins.
My face is flush with ecstasy.
I can truly take in the worlds many lovely little things
when my lungs are full of love.
Who doesn't enjoy the mind-numbing radiance that seems to exude from life?

Now...
if only it could last.

Unfortunately it can't.

So now what must be done
is scrounge enough cash for another sack.



D.A.R.E

Drugs Are Really Expensive

They'll cost you your happiness, sanity, security, family, friends,
and most importantly...
Your money.
Doesn't rhyme
Danial John
Written by
Danial John  21/M/NorShor
(21/M/NorShor)   
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     Frank Russell and Brooke Olthouse
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