Mari Jauna is a friend of mine; it’s a verb when you have nothing but time, a noun when they say its a crime…

But personally i consider it a state of mind,
Why do people have a problem with Mari Jane,
do they not know it eases the pain,
her effects release the strain in which society sustains,
or fill the space in which only love can replace,
its a crane that lifts the plain so creativity can play,
this feeling may not last for long,
but by the end of the day you feel ok,
brain cells she has been said to kill,
but being stupid is brought by your own free will.

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