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Drug Tapestry

Mexican Skeletons dance for the sun on my pink tapestry Do they do it for fun Do they do it for free Can the black holes in their heads even see Does the length of their vision only reach to the seems Or can they enter 3D, leap off my wall, out of my window and on to the tree Oh I see never mind, this can't be the 3D skeletons will cost me a fee. A bit of blood and mental functioning, But I don't mind, because my mind is alone besides, Wherever you trip Must be your home
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