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Cocaine:
I think of Bret Easton Ellis.
I think of people pretending to be bigger, better than they are.
I think of a extravagance.
I think of poor souls not being able to accept who they are and looking for an escape.
I think of talking a lot.
I think of letting the horny pervert out.
I think of a couple of days of hurt.
Cocaine.
I think many things.
Cocaine.
Weighing the things I think;
I think cocaine is bad.
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