Smoke spiraling to the ceiling
Like misty phantoms of our beings
Searching for a doorway to the stars --
Marijuana compromise and add ons
Toying with the puzzle of life
Within these mandibles of time,
Waiting for the call of awakening,
The rites of passage
From this world to the next….
Slip away from behind these bars
Float free like a fairy,
Eluding oblivion, forever….
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