In a land far away in a world of trees and animals of all shapes and viciousnesses. I sit puffing a joint, smoking a bowl, killing the bong. Breathing the air, watching the clouds, flying high with the birds. Transcending time and space, beyond borders, rules, and laws. Never leaving my spot of peace, never seeing tears. Me and my girl we're always
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I didn't get it until about half way through, but that's because I'm stupid.
Good job.
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