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Mar 2015
Rip away, smoking green,
Take the hit, it was mean,
Yellow smoke, Harsh hit,
Feeling high, coughing fit,

My muse, exhaled in a puff,
Feel the words, never enough,
Try to keep it, but it fades,
Take another, go up a few shades.
Topher O'Neal
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Topher O'Neal  28/M/My head
(28/M/My head)   
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