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Stoned

I'm drifting through my dreams, occasionally colliding with a hint of certainty. I'm higher than I seem, fighting the concept of reality as a means. I'm lost in the sky. I can't remember why, but life is just easier when I get a little high.

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haeneh

22 / F

Published: Aug 2, 2017
LinesWords: 1145

Tags: #poetry #stoned #addiction

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