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Random mermaid
She cares not if her words are silent whispers, never to be seen by any caring eyes, everyone gone, gone, floating gently on coloured light, insubstantial - Dead? In the far reach of the universe a lone feline slumbers. Layered in Nightmares, she Dreams.

My message to all those who carry out or support the so-called War on Drugs: You have qualified yourself to go straight to hell. You are without a shred of humanity or decency. Terrorizing, imprisoning, and murdering people for possessing or exchanging a damned plant: Can anything be more savage and idiotic?