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I had a joint, the left hand Took a **** Off I choked I saw the smoke, as the lsd Hit me I became a different man. Different plan's took over my head A bag of munchies, food so crunchy I was alive and saw the trails from the acid I was as good as dead: Took another microdot, the color's flew. I saw everyone from past and present I guess the mescaline from the night before Made me who I am today to.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 8:08 PM UTC
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I had a joint, the left hand Took a **** Off I choked I saw the smoke, as the lsd Hit me I became a different man. Different plan's took over my head A bag of munchies, food so crunchy I was alive and saw the trails from the acid I was as good as dead: Took another microdot, the color's flew. I saw everyone from past and present I guess the mescaline from the night before Made me who I am today to.
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Sep 28, 2015
Sep 28, 2015 at 8:08 PM UTC
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