the groove poem by H.E. Hasben

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smoke a joint, man, I mean
get off center,
cruise.
You ever cruise?
Yeah man just
gliiiiiiide
let the winds take you
man.
That woman she done said too much
done
let go of the groove.
Man there were days when
it flowed, the
groove,
like molassis on a hot stove.
we were young then
things mattered, we still thought
things mattered,
like we were young actors
waiting for discovery and
not knowing what that meant.
Yeah man those were the days
Chill out dude
time will get you quickly enough
so let the fresh air in
and grooooove
dude

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