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There is a certain user on this site that has their own thread of poems. This is the place for everyone else to post their poems. Solid you already have a thread dedicated to your poems. Please don’t use this one as well.
She sells Seashells Down by the weed store Her eyes so red She’s been smoking the dead head. When times are gloomy, and when times are bright You’ll see her smoking and sparking a light. A soothing fog rolls over you She doesn’t always smoke though. She has a dab pen too.
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