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Gurdeep Singh

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Purple Hue

Purple Hue

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English Poem : #13298 English Poem Abstract : #4652
 Purple   Trippy   Drink   Sense   Smoke   Free   Storymirror   English poems   YesIwrite 

A trippy day

Spilled into the night.

My senses went away

Into the liquid light.


The liquid broke

Solid was smoke.

I was drowning

Everything else afloat.


Just a trippy day,

I drank to be free.

Drank the glass away

While the glass drank me.


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