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Go outside smoke a port and sitting under a tree, smoke a blunt hang out with nature this is what I call peace, I love the breeze love the sound of the leaves, leave a rose for the cup of the seed, that holy water gets me drunk so I only take sips, keep it civilized don't give me lip unless it is a kiss, it makes sense at this age that the new one will be, better than the last got the cup got the sword and the key, love again but a love that can breathe and together we fly, she is my other wing, subconsciously looking for my Magdalene all I met are hoes but none of them washed my feet share Capri Sun help the flower grow physically and spiritual I know I'm glad I told the devil no lets go our family against the world, surrounded by darkness but baby ill help you glow, become my light, only thing I need is love, allowing sight, to choose spring over the fall, where will I find my soulmate?