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Cactus thoughts
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I love the little cylindrical black box in your eyes
a lexical Grand Canyon between us
red, blue and black clothes fishing for the unusual
best for our shiny selves
can you push the sleepy button when
the pace is free and funny
creepy symbols in your burning cigarette cashing
smiles and turns all around
max speed ahead for the numb blessed
I’m drinking Jack and beer
by the sound of breast cancers
wine Sundays in the classroom though
I’m hanging from the celling on a giant mushroom
smoking weed and smelling funny
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