The sweet aroma of marijuana clouds the air,

And the rest is disparaged.

His naked body is sprawled next to mine,

And he is disparaged.

Bad libidinous decisions,

Freeing substances,

Mango chimes,

Vegan food,

I hate the way perplexity tastes.

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