When I see you again tomorrow
I'll describe as getting high in the morning.
Doing again already the day before
But today
It feels fresher
The long day of becoming use to the feeling
For lack of better word
I guess my potency going down as the joints add up
But then
The ending comes
If busy throughout w/ something other than
Joining the wed w/ the paper
That evening well its like
Can't wait to just see if it's like
The morning after
But
It's not
It's the beginning
Of waking to my first time
That day
Again.
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