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Feb 2013
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I'm so high it gets me off
Clouded judgement, instant gratification
No worries no troubles just eyes glazed over looking like bubbles
Clear as glass my choices too
From your hand to mine yea from mine to you
Spit fire back and forth
The fun only gets louder from here
Imagination takes over words become useless
Ride the sounds, let them take you away
Forever  lost in this high today
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
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