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The big cask is opened and flows through the heaven
what are we doing with this life we have been given Intellect in the heart and fire in the waters what are you to do all you sons and you daughters For life is a reflection of what you see who then can claim to be honestly free that is why I smoke my lovely weed tree Now for this I am condemned and branded a fool by a society whose evidence is not just or too cool you are lied to from the day you start school where you are not taught or equipped with workable tools Now the end I leave up to you because in life you choose what you want to do and some good advise that I once heard is live life to the full and be as free as a bird
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