"This diary is my kief, hashish, and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice."
Monday, July 07, 2003
You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men.
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