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Feb 2016
She takes two hits from the bowl
Holds in the smoke then blows
She's exotic with long hair
The color of her dark brown eyes
Match with her olive toned skin
She speaks to me in foreign tongue
Charismatic even when she's high
I want to be the smoke in her lungs
The bowl she puts her lips on
And the lighter she loses
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