The essence of being stoned, immaculate, filling your pockets with fists full of hope and sweet little nothings wishing to send positive vibrations and make the snare drum in everyones heart crack and rattle, but in the end the aspiration meets realization and it’s as if it were all destined for cremation.
Don’t worry, be happy
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