.I've just returned from a long round trip
Many tales I have to tell.
Now I don't get high,
So you think I'm not hip
But I've seen the gates of Hell.
How can a youth rise above all the shit
When surrounded
By such lousy influence?
He clutched his pipe, took his last hi.
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