Inhale

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You handed me the blunt ,
You reassured me ,
I inhaled deeply ,
My lungs burned ,
I pretended to like the way I felt ,
I was dizzy & things were moving slowly, 
I passed it back & we played a game ,
Inhale & Exhale over & over . . .

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