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Sep 2018
My Ugly Face.


I can only look at myself, when my eyes are closed.
My ****** up eye, is no longer exposed.
No reflection repeating in the mirror.
With my eyes closed,
My beauty becomes all so much clearer.


Such peace can be seen,
After toking on my green;
But I must open my eyes
And see the real me.


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