Lush green grass and breezy curtains gaze my face
As I pull myself up from yesterday's mess
A tinge of Mary Jane and a goodnight's sleep
Is all I want despite my dishevelled aspect.
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Life is precious but addiction turns this into. One should leave the way of addiction. We hope that rehabilitation will bring path of green grass where wind will give breeze of love and trust. Pain will go away and joy will come in mind. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned...10
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Life is precious but addiction turns this into. One should leave the way of addiction. We hope that rehabilitation will bring path of green grass where wind will give breeze of love and trust. Pain will go away and joy will come in mind. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned...10