The room closed in upon me like a collapsing cage
First sensation after inhaling mystical sage
Intoxication woven in gossamer layers
Shrouding me euphoric as if by primal prayers
Salvia summons an orchestral icy tree
Enveloping my body, yet setting me free
Surroundings transformed to a labyrinth of crystal
Just two leaves smoked and I change to bright from dismal
Like Mazatec Shamans from ages long in the past
I find the pleasure of divinorum will not last
Minutes that were hours have changed to minutes as before
My crystal palace melted, reality has been restored
Amazed at the experience that swept me off my feet
Came from the plant that I use to simply flavor meat
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