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Aug 2013
Clouds go through my flesh,
As I feel my mind elevate high into the atmosphere
Steering clear of rain clouds
All the negative energy gets me down,
This smoke is thick and its loud
Inspires laughs like a clown
I can feel the vibration of life
When I’m on the ground.
In the air there’s not a care in a world for me
No untimely emergences impeding on my life
Like a burglary, stealing my time and my essence
At times my presence is a blessing
When I get with Mary Jane the game changes
She’s no regular Dame she invades my body
And promotes changes
Can even make me forget my name
Insignificant is my pain in her eyes
When she blows my mind
My problems whisk away in the wind
She heals my mental and physical ill’s
Without me popping a pill filled with poison
She is part of the Earth so for what it worth
I try to preserve the dirt, that’s where I will go
And that’s where she will be
So one day in her seeds I’ll be
And maybe someone will get high off me.
Jay Bryant
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