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Seperate hemispheres gone dutch
Right hand, left brain
Get another rush
Left hand, right brain
Get another buzz
Often it's a medicine
Keeping your eyes open
Acting as a sedative
Fluids for the sleep
Leaves from a tree
Just to feel at ease
Quality time with capital T
Chain to stay awake
Or sleeping through the day
Non-compliance with how the doctor medicates
But its medicine that we take
Another party scene
Two in the last week
Hanging out, friends- with drinks
Maintaining relationships with THC
When my liver dries up
Or your brain goes to mush
You'll find out why we
Ingest all these things
And if the right could speak,
Would we more easily
Solve the left's mysteries of speech
And why you can't tell me what we really need

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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