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Daily Routine

Trying to piece it all together,
Feeling a little under the weather
So I fire up the lighter
To make the world seem a bit brighter

A fog of smoke swallows the room
Erasing any trace of gloom
Feeling relaxed and collected
Lost in memories resurrected

Drifting high on clouds of dream
No more need to be redeemed
Now that I've decidedly
Let go of this anxiety
And set my spirit soaring free
So my chains feel weightless to me

But when they start to pull me down
It's time for another round
That sweet aroma fills the air
As I exhale without a care