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Some don't see it and they are blind There is always beauty if you seek to find Never leave your memories behind Plant the sun and it will shine All my streets are lined and bled With benevolence that's benign in my head As the sun draws near and one traces the sky It's always drug induced when I say That I'm fine When I'm high I'm fine If I'm high...
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 5:47 AM UTC
Trace the sky
Some don't see it and they are blind There is always beauty if you seek to find Never leave your memories behind Plant the sun and it will shine All my streets are lined and bled With benevolence that's benign in my head As the sun draws near and one traces the sky It's always drug induced when I say That I'm fine When I'm high I'm fine If I'm high...
ivan-neese
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 5:47 AM UTC
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