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Feb 2016
We're gathered round under the soft glow of christmas lights.

The energy gets heavy you can feel it, for once it seems im in a place, for the first time;

I can't explain everything just feels right.
December 12th acid trip
Mikey Pooler
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Mikey Pooler  Washington
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