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~~~Marijuana~~~My favorite # 1 Life experiences enhancer stress and pain reliever the magical psychotropic attributes it has makes me go loco. Cannabis Sativa/Indica or Hybrid I love it all...the only bud I won't smoke is "Reggies" that seedy nasty **** It gives me a headache. All other qualities strains and methods of ingesting or using marijuana welcome. The *** *oil* is so strong yet so dreamy and good. All around is excellent medicine and I will always remain to use it even after I quit my other habits. Makes people rejoice and come together happily with each other and commune and be kind to each other respectful to each other. That is what u love about cannabis. / **PotHead4 Life 4/20Friendly** / ©Franko the Christian Poet

@franko-the-christian-poet3

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Metamorphosisa girlfriend came in / built me a bed / scrubbed and waxed the kitchen floor

Charles Bukowski28

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inducing sleepthis table in the / shade / these commune hippies

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Spirit DolphinSpirit Dolphin / To be in tune in natures light / To be in touch and resonate

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Love Has No ColorNature has divine qualities / Beyond national divides / So heart enfold immortal love

@yasaman-johari22

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MikiI hear the rhythmic clapping / And feel the pounding of feet on the ground / As dust swirls and dances around

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All-Saints' Day (1867)Blessed are they whose baby-souls are bright, / Whose brows are sealèd with the cross of light, / Whom God Himself has deign'd to robe in white—

Ada Cambridge44

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In the Sky with Diamonds*Milky way around me / stars, sun, planets, the moon / interstellar, interplanetary

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hippie communeLike dude: / It's all just one big / Hippie commune

@jeffrey-robin37

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86 Kurt VonnegutLife can be painless / Provided there is sufficient / Peacefulness

@vince-chultheg98

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The Ghost Of The Globe"...Ut si globi duo ad datam ab invicem distantiam filo intercedente connexi, revolverentur ur circa commune gravitatis centrum..." / D. Isaaci Newtoni. / From the level of the sea with its worlds of similarity and wonders of nature attracting beautiful birds, these ships fled to find the swirl reaching through to the floor. The ocean bed was dampened with the tears seen by the floating machine.

@doctor-baron-joseph-uphoff6

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On River’s EdgeHave you ever held your hand still / Just above a river’s passing water / Liquid rushing by reaching for your skin

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Ms. ConceptThere is a woman I oft meet / On my journey here to home / Hey Lady!

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Critics (A “Rap Poem”)You must do it the right way / YOUR way is the only write way / They say nothing rhymes with orange

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St. Barnabas"Now when we had discovered Cyprus, we left it on the left hand."--Acts xxi. 3. / "We sailed under Cyprus, because the winds were contrary."--Acts xxvii. 4. / St. Barnabas, with John his sister's son,

Christina Rossetti16

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Poets and PaintersPainters, by the highest degree of inspiration, / And poets who with the Muse commune, / Command in their respective trades un-

@folorunsho-obalugemo15

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A Hiker's MileCome into my commune, / My farm / In the sky;

@james-g-paul-sr-aka-pablo32

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Sitting On The Moon.It’s cold and quiet here, sitting on the moon. / Watching as the world spins by, making its rounds. / Even with the stars shining, there’s still a sense of gloom.

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It Didn't Even Feel like a NightmareMonroe Ave c. 2018, in my own dream land. K. Daniel's Revelation, cannot reverse what's starting to happen. Darker, more forlorn. No more bar and restaurant patrons, the streets are just a scattered herd of pestilence. No cars, the somnambules own the streets in silence. Honey dripping hipsters, years gone. ***** clothes, hair past their pearls. Asking for boy, asking for O.P.s, asking for girl, asking for crack, asking for methamphetamines. The only noise. / We lost the reclamation of the city our parents left. Escaping dead end cul-de-sacs of basement poverty, we no longer had to drive. Stacked with our friends in tenement commune. We delivered the body we consume in service, catering to a more privileged few. Only responsible for one when long work was done, I ensured my red blood's full of fun. We drank and inebriated with design when allowed more free time. But, darling, I think this town was already gentrified. We changed no thing.

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Happy Birthday To A Destined Queen.I wish I could sing you a song / I wish you could dance to the sweet melody / Of my heart drums

@victor-ernest-osong34

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My Leo Sun and My Taurus MoonHow I look at the world each day / Is a curious interplay / Of fire and earth, cadent and fixed,

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January Trap: Union and LeaflandHouses sitting condemned, taking up the view / while the old guys sit sipping forties in forty degree / temperatures facing the wall so the wind doesn't burn

@tyler-lynn-pulliam12

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Poem: Colored PeopleDo you realize that races are overrated, / since God is no respecter of persons? / Colored perceptions of hatred and bigotry

@joseph-j-breunig-3rd40

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~Ear Wax Art~ (The continuing saga of 'The Great Belly Button Lint Fire of 93')I've been collecting ear wax / Since the belly button lint dust fire went bad / I lost all my dignity in that fiasco

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ChansonPuisque de Sisteron à Nantes, / Au cabaret, tout français chante, / Puisque je suis ton échanson,

Germain Nouveau63

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