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The green flower With red hairs Can empty your mind for hours Without a single care The way it burns The way it smells Gets me ringing Like the morning church bells It is very helpful And they say we abuse it But in all reality They have no way to prove it -Jose 420
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
Sour flower
The green flower With red hairs Can empty your mind for hours Without a single care The way it burns The way it smells Gets me ringing Like the morning church bells It is very helpful And they say we abuse it But in all reality They have no way to prove it -Jose 420
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Jun 12, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
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