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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Environment · #2203466
Troubling woes of friends and brethren below
Hey, want some drugs buddy?
Hell yeah I do, clearly.
Drugs are good for me.
What you got?
let me see.
Oh, I forgot,
no synthetics please.
Flying high disease.
No thanks, opposite I'll choose.
Nature's choice, I can't lose.
Believe me,
you'll see.
Look down the range.
Isn't it strange?
In the shade, hidden so well.
Smiling, happy mushrooms dwell.
Whistling green blossoms call, listen.
Sticky, stinky, small bushy trees glisten.
Around the bend, lay frogs at play.
If you scare them, change your day.
Vivid color streams,
entering dreams.
All along the shores, finding doors.
Fly high, sky high.
Earth high, no lie.
Wonderful sigh.
Desert dry, cacti.
Eyes embracing sky.
Just float in a boat.
Glide down the colorful streams.
Splendor filling your dreams.
All found on the ground,
growing stable and sound.
Below sunlight,
no fright.
Under moon beams
flood dreams.
So bright, found.
No fright, the ground.
Found all around.
Except in town.
That's why the frown.
Town is the drown.
Drowning, never seeing.
Clasping, never being.
Gasping, suffering.
Dying and never knowing,
nature's rich and glowing.

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