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-REP
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To high: to weed;
Smoke more; and by a high to say we float
The lungs ache and the tetrahydrocannabinol
That flower is heir to, 'tis time for consumption
Devoutly to be smoked. To high, to weed;
To weed: perchance to dab: ay, there's the feel;
For in that weed to bless what high may come