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Space and the bright galaxy has always been my escape. I’m not my own creator, And the untamed monster I make, To be believable and harsh. So kind hearted and fine art, Renewable human cycle, my role model use to be Michael, The way he moved, Swift and light, is the exact same way I would move In the bright space and galaxy; Light and smooth Marijuana and Corinthians; My problems I soothe. Last night I hugged and kissed the moon. It smoked my marijuana and nodded Its head with my groove. You’ll think I’m delusional with a few loose screws, But I feel perfectly normal, For this on spare times is all I Do. #Lord Knows -Marci Henderson
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 8:55 PM UTC
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Space and the bright galaxy has always been my escape. I’m not my own creator, And the untamed monster I make, To be believable and harsh. So kind hearted and fine art, Renewable human cycle, my role model use to be Michael, The way he moved, Swift and light, is the exact same way I would move In the bright space and galaxy; Light and smooth Marijuana and Corinthians; My problems I soothe. Last night I hugged and kissed the moon. It smoked my marijuana and nodded Its head with my groove. You’ll think I’m delusional with a few loose screws, But I feel perfectly normal, For this on spare times is all I Do. #Lord Knows -Marci Henderson
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 8:55 PM UTC
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