“If we want to go there we must dress like a hippie.”
“Don’t worry, my cupboard still keeps those. I was one.”
Puff puff…..puff Mary Jane and smile. Look out to the white view outside from the window pane. Feel the ecstasy. It’s good to be back.
Far…far away…from the noise… noise of the gun-shooting heard every now and then. No more hitting order. Stop!
Good night, Lover… Warm me again.
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