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Inhale and exhale and
I am sitting, I’m thinking and I am dreaming away
Away to my favourite place - outer space
I’m happy, I’m singing I am having a ball
I bounce around in the back of my throat
There’s a lump where I chill
It’s where I take a seat
When I am tired from all the bouncing around in
My throat how it scratches and cries out for me to just stop
Stop the toxins stop the pain
Stop using me for your own game
Stop bouncing, stop dreaming, wake up
But I cant because I like it
I love it at that
For the high is more real than the fact
Copyright © Jewely Gauthier | Year Posted 2005
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