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Yahweh, your voice beckoned me from a far.
Across the sand and stones. Under moon and stars.
From my ma'oz, shadowed by Mount seir
Eternal damnation my greatest fear
Thy choose me to ‘cross the burning wasteland
A journey I must take alone.
Four hundred twenty days as many nights
The ancient bongjaba, I must ignite
Your holy smoke now surrounding me.
Your holy smoke now with me.

Approach the walled city of Riffstanbul
A pilgrimage, preform thy sacred ritual.
lit thy 12 disciples ‘pocalyptic blaze
ounces burnt under golden haze
holy consecration hashishian smoke
Breath in holy light of fire's toke

I smoked weed atop the holiest mountain
I smoked weed in the green valleys below.
I smoked weed upon the desert steep
I smoked weed at the ocean shore
I smoked weed upon the glacial shelf.
I smoked weed on pale luna above.
Holy Ganga gifted by our creator
So it's written in stone.

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