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Aug 2014
Tripping over the lines on the floor
Eyes still red
Throat still sore
After effects of chemical help
Room full of sweet smoke
Chase it down with a drink
Do you need something to mix with?
Nah, just hand me the bottle
Coconut flavor
So warming
Can I see the lighter?
The pipe went out again
Just toss it here, thanks
Pass it around, sharing is caring
Wanna go to the park?
Sure, but, wait
How many of us can walk straight...
Party nights. First one ive been to in about three years and to be honest I should not have had so much. My throat burns....
Lone Wolf
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Lone Wolf
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   --- and Karen Newell
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