Legitimately stoned,
I’m sitting on my throne,
And visiting my mom
Because I hate living alone.
But you, my dear, escapeth me.
I tried, but somehow failed.
If I knew then what I know now,
I’d tell a different tale.
Alas but such is life,
And at least
I can say I tried.
I still see an awakening
Ere either of us die.

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