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Painful Rain (spoken word peice)

Just a rough draft so far…

Will the smoke still rise through this rain/does this herb really even ease my pain/while we’re sneakin’ thinkin’ we’re doin somethin’ special/has the government secretly given us a placebo/I dunno/what am I askin fo(r)/so I guess I’ll just let this blunt burn slow/so as I sit under this tree smokin’ in the rain/I hope the smoke rises to ease my pain