Ido Ben Efraim - Marry J

A shot of tequila.
A puff of grass.

The smell lifted in the air.
Feeling the utter need to make smoke circles.

The need to get up was not necessary
The need to listen to his Marley's Greatest Hits was a want.

No sweat or tears
No sighs or frowns.

I was...

Happy.

Ido Ben Efraim

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