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Mar 2015
How can something small,
something so pleasuring can be so bad for you?
It is light as a feather, tender when lit,
Could be so bad?
When lit, the core pulsate a warm,
soft feeling within itself and your head.
Not a high, but a buzz.
Not feeling cool, but feeling warm.
It's a bad habit but who can help it?
Written by
Huy Nguyen
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