Up up and away I go
Very high, full of dro
I prefer the mid, it's not as strong
I get what I can when that feeling is gone
On cloud 9 is my favorite place to be
You all look like ants from where I can see
You can think I'm bad and don't have to condone
While you're down low I'm up high on my throne
If you feel bad, hurt, or in despair
Just come with me, breath my air!
You will suddenly feel that all is well
That feeling will lift you high as hell
Puff, breath in, hold, and blow out
That feeling you get is what it's about
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You could be getting HIGH on life, Anything that takes you down that road less travelled gets my vote. Keep up the good work 10++