Ayahuasca sings in the refrigerator.
She changes your blood, replacing it with the blood of the stars.
You are everyone, anyone, no one, some one.
The inner ghost dance lasts through the night.
In the morning you awake and look into the mirror.
No one is there.
And life is filled with new hope.
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ayahuasca, ayahuasca, bien bien medicine!
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