My Dream

My dream is to one day move far away into the city. As far away as I can get. Then every night, I wanna bust out a ladder and the dankest weed I have. Roll a few blunts and go onto my roof and smoke up and stare up at the stars and just ponder my own existence. That’s my dream.

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