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Oct 2012
It's an escape, he said,
passing the bowl

It's inspiration, said the second,
exhaling slow

It's god, said a third,
laughing hard

The last one held it,
not saying a word
Zajan Akia
Written by
Zajan Akia  Long Island, NY
(Long Island, NY)   
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