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Aug 2018
The crackles, the shakes
A bad night's rest falling in flakes
I slither down the staircase
I spirit through my front door

Toes tickled by grass tendrils
Hair swept by sleepy breeze
Trees whirl with disregard
A sky bluer with each breath seized

The crackles, the shakes
Earth's roars make the sky break
Luminous lances land in their wake
Setting ablaze all those fictitious mistakes
Based on a true, personal experience
Kush
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Kush  20/M/United States
(20/M/United States)   
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