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Apr 2017
Knotted dreads swinging side to side as you walk
The smell of ***** coming from your ragged clothes
That penetrating aroma we all know of that fills our nose
You can hear how soft and genuine you are when you talk
So down to earth, yet so high in the blue skies
I know, ‘cause i can see that red in your eyes
You always wear that smile when someone stares
They look at your eyes as you gaze into theirs
People criticize ‘cause you smoke ****
You just laugh at them ‘cause you now know what they need
currently high
Brenda Gutierrez
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Brenda Gutierrez  18/F/California
(18/F/California)   
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