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Floating along my fingers trail in the water Up here the clouds are blindingly white Here I see no evil Streaming along content I wonder if its ok to smoke Sure it is as this is my nirvana There is a six pack tied to my rubber tube I sip one , cold , lite but refreshing I think of nothing I dwell on emptiness It's so surreal This wonderful apathy Happy even though my toes are cold Literally watching the world go by
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Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 7:02 PM UTC
Atmospheric river
Floating along my fingers trail in the water Up here the clouds are blindingly white Here I see no evil Streaming along content I wonder if its ok to smoke Sure it is as this is my nirvana There is a six pack tied to my rubber tube I sip one , cold , lite but refreshing I think of nothing I dwell on emptiness It's so surreal This wonderful apathy Happy even though my toes are cold Literally watching the world go by
Willyum
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Willyum
64/M/Los Angeles
Apr 2
Apr 2, 2026 at 7:02 PM UTC
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