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your desire since you were a child was to be a singer, The world gave you cigarettes. You also wanted to be an astronaut, The world gave you gravity, Eventually you grew content enough to lay down on the grass, smoke your mind away, and stare at the stars.
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 1:44 PM UTC
Breathe/levitate
your desire since you were a child was to be a singer, The world gave you cigarettes. You also wanted to be an astronaut, The world gave you gravity, Eventually you grew content enough to lay down on the grass, smoke your mind away, and stare at the stars.
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Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 1:44 PM UTC
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