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Friday, August 2, 2019
Stoned
I'm lost
And because I paid the cost
I'm stoned smoking dust
Chained up by my lust
Tossed around by robust gust
Of wind against the rocks
I bust
Only to discover I'm just
Simple plain lost.
Akpan
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