Drugs

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Smoke it,
Swallow it, 
Be it,
Escape,
Feel the high,
Dance in the night sky,
Pretend your mine just for the night,
Live in the now,
Not the then,
So, smoke it,
Swallow it,
Feel it,
Be it.

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