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Dec 2011
THC allows me to see parts of me that you youself chose not to see
Through sober eyes its hard to see where the lines lie inside
where we hide behind ego pride
bending the right use of will has an internal effect on the present
unaware of dialect, if left unchecked the mind protects from psychosis the pshycotic net.
i hear the inner voices of I the high the high of the inner eye.
Jeffrey P Mothersill
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