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Jan 2014
Lee seems like he’s always
in a dream state,
he moves in slomo
& constantly has a smile
on his boyish-face.
Yesterday he told me
his most recent stuff
smelled,
tasted like bubblegum.
He said he loves to chew,
smoke
the sticky stuff,
buds that is.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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   Elizabeth Squires and Gabriel
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