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May 2014
I suddenly lay there,
numb but I can feel everything around me
My thoughts flow by and drift toward the sky
I am high.
This is not for ever but as the time slowly goes by
I almost forgot I was only laying there, loosing grip and allowing gravity to take control.
Stimulated all the way around,
Asking if I come back down can we have another round?
Humblebee
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Humblebee  Neverland
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