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Cocaine
Winter Spells, the weather has taken a turn for the worse
Sad faces pressed against my window pane
I think am going in sane am in so much pain.
Life is in vain
I want to complain
Everything is a strain.
I need cocaine
No, I have to refrain
Mother say’s I need a good cane am so ashamed.
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