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VooDoo Lady
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....who has moments of pure spiritual bliss?
Am I the only one...........?
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smallmovesal
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what aren't you telling us? 
The_Mexican
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VooDoo Lady said:
Youre not alone... I was stoned just 2 days ago...
satanic goatslayer
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Yes; thujone arrived yesterday.
Every wednesday is a great day in my life.
Helix.
Every wednesday is a great day in my life.
Helix.
the nature boy
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bliss? hell no. maybe when I'm dead. Till then, I ain't got time for bliss.
VooDoo Lady
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hardy har har folks - no serious answers? I'm sad for you all 
Steroid_Virgin
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VooDoo Lady said:hardy har har folks - no serious answers? I'm sad for you all
Im in spirtual bliss when people are sad for me...
D
dballer
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I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids
the world is your oyster
and the trashbags are your kids
the ceiling is invisible
there's a bird sinkin' through the sky
and every hour that passes
is teachin me how to cry
cuz it's lonely here
in the ugly part of town
the buildings are all vacant
and the telephones are down
there's a police siren singing
like a tiger with no skin
the sewer drain is glowing
and I don't know what state I'm in
and the river is on fire
there's chemicals in the breeze
and all the roads are blocked off
cuz they're just too hard to see
so cancel my appointments
and set up a whole new show
cuz I'm in need of a good hot meal
and a life to call my own
so get me a plate of money
and get me a blanket and a chair
the limitations are limitless
they're floating through the air
because it's real and it's true
the things I see in you
and there's nothing I wouldn't talk about
you're the clearest dream that ever drifted by
the world is your oyster
and the trashbags are your kids
the ceiling is invisible
there's a bird sinkin' through the sky
and every hour that passes
is teachin me how to cry
cuz it's lonely here
in the ugly part of town
the buildings are all vacant
and the telephones are down
there's a police siren singing
like a tiger with no skin
the sewer drain is glowing
and I don't know what state I'm in
and the river is on fire
there's chemicals in the breeze
and all the roads are blocked off
cuz they're just too hard to see
so cancel my appointments
and set up a whole new show
cuz I'm in need of a good hot meal
and a life to call my own
so get me a plate of money
and get me a blanket and a chair
the limitations are limitless
they're floating through the air
because it's real and it's true
the things I see in you
and there's nothing I wouldn't talk about
you're the clearest dream that ever drifted by
