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Blueberry Pie

That weed was blueberry.
It wasn't the first time
That I ate this kind of cake
I didn't dread the experience.
It's very serenely that I took a cookie
Placed on the table to eat it
At the time, I didn't think I could lose control
 
This kind of cake is used
To take effect very quickly
After half an hour
I was already feeling some pretty strong effects
 
It was only the ascent
And the effects were much more powerful
Compared to my last experience
 
I'm trying to stay still
But I feel deep inside me
The THC that takes total control
Of my body and my mind
 
My senses are beginning to be deeply altered
 
The water in my mouth looks like cotton
And the plaid I'm wrapped in
Has never been so sweet
 
I'm getting hyper-perceptive.
 
I feel like I'm looking in slow motion
Sometimes accelerated
 
People cut themselves perfectly from the decor
I don't see a single image
But millions of superimposed images
That form a picture
 
I'm afraid
I don't want to go out
I don't even want to think about going out
I close the door
I'm not connected to reality at all anymore
For me, there are five of us on this planet
 
And I can't help but have this thought
On the perfect and hazardous couple
Of what forms the THC molecule
With my post-synaptic receptors
 


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