Ganja conjurer

No.sun.will Shine.in.my day today. The high yellow moon.wont come out to.play Darkness has covered my light And turned my day into night Where is the love to be found. Wont somone tell me now. I.. I got to.pick myself.from.off.the ground In this ya concrete jungle Where the livin aint easy....man I got to face reality. No chains around.my.feet but im not free. I still am.bound here in captivityy I never know happness Never know.what sweet rest is Instead of concrete jungle

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