Good a work poem high life by judester Artwork by avmurray at FanArtReview.com

Those frustrated females without a man in sight, so upwardly mobile beneath the blinding lights. Harvest time, those pretty blooms tumble round and round, lovely little nuggets hi stepping into town. Then again the cycle as mothers spare their gift. Pistils lit in crystals, intoxicating whiffs Author Notes Thanks to avmurray for the artwork. I now work at a pot farm in Quebec, very interesting to learn all the different stages.

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