Although we could be saved by marijuana, there is none to be had
The timeless quality of healing is recalled
But the eventual journey to truth took its toll
At the end, nothing remained worthwhile
The spell check inspires thoughts of ramen
And the crow on the wall inspires thoughts of hope

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