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Aug 2015
Just one more couldn't hurt right?
I mean I've done 6 before in just one night
I better hurry so I don't miss my flight
I'm not going to a known place, however
but in a place no ones ever thought of
where creativity runs free without control
And I'm just along for the ride

Space to Space I flip
Deity to Dimension I travel
From being dropped into a pool of my own ignorance
Or sliding slowly off of an edge I cannot out run
I can't feel myself, only ego is alive now.
The best part there is no comedown.
I just lay back until I fall asleep.
But this time was different
I woke up to bright lights and my mother weeping
Drugs are bad, mmmkay?
Grant Horst
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Grant Horst  Wisconsin
(Wisconsin)   
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