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ONE_HIT_TWO_HITS, part_2
One hit, two hits,
Never passing, always lit.
Inhale, exhale, feeling so high,
Clouds of smoke fill up this empty room.
Sharing is caring, they always tell me,
But I’ll keep this pipe all to myself all day.
No need to pass,...
Never passing, always lit.
Inhale, exhale, feeling so high,
Clouds of smoke fill up this empty room.
Sharing is caring, they always tell me,
But I’ll keep this pipe all to myself all day.
No need to pass,...
