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Mar 2013
I take my spot,
Anticipating this moment.
You watch me from the left,
My hands spring forth quickly.
Wouldn't you know it.
Bits and pieces,
Bits and pieces,
Broken away,
No longer whole.
A smile on my face,
Which can't be controlled.
Softly with the tips of my fingers,
Making sure I don't miss much..
I create a little blanket,
To wrap up all this fun.
With a flick of my tongue,
Back and forth,
Back and forth,
I'll seal it off.
Then burn all along it,
And even the ends too.
Now it's ready to hit,
So that's just what we'll do.
Tip to my mouth,
Spark to the front.
Inhale real deep,
Off this blue haze blunt.
The expansion hits me,
My lungs bend under the pressure!
My mind is at ease though,
Whispering it's pleasure!
The cloud pours out forth from me,
To dance around the room.
And to the left I pass it,
For you to consume.
Your out stretched hand meets mine,
You laugh,
Inhale,
Then smile and hold.
You tell me you're proud,
You picked a girl who could roll.
Brandeelynne Stetak
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Brandeelynne Stetak
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   Daniel Magner
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