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Existing
Existing is such a painful thing
yet it is all I wish to do
I want to lay in an empty field of tall, green grass
as the empty body that I am
Filled only with marijuana
and the knowledge that I exist
I want to watch the coulds as the socialze together
as they make shapes and cry together
I want to lay down and feel grass on my face
and to not register I have things to do
I just want to get high and do nothing else
but exist in the haze
between dreams and reality
