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A Lone Boy

He takes a long ass drag of his blunt.
Feeling so alone, he looks up at the stars.
They seem to stare directly back at him.
He smiled, but they don't respond
Because they're just stars.
So he takes another hit.
Written by Ghost223 (The Midnight Poet)
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