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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.
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.
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