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I've been playing with this https://www.instagram.com/p/B-R9lfIJgVbeArnQGg_MukOSWQhk97vZdGOLWY0/?igshid=1ak6trh27793m

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One wide openly smiling soul @nyshma_noir_ Pic credits: @athul_zaiz (at Manaveeyam Veedhi) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8VNsF7pv1E/?igshid=11x62y000ai9p

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Telling inside jokes with our eyes Or is it just me decoding the music in your brain The #manicpixiedreamgirl @the.aliferous everybody wants to be in your dreams (at Fort Cochin) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8JgWrAJNay/?igshid=2dp7srv2sa9n

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Performance at #olam2020 Thanks everyone who came in support ❤ #storiesoutloud @pensnpolaroids.ig @space.tvm #pensandpolaroids Pic : @nithin__.sreekumar (at Tagore Theatre) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8G8i6Mpd1t/?igshid=30jo6cpvnpky

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That cup was still half full only for aesthetics I downed it in one gulp Pic credit and free botany class by @nandagopanphotos https://www.instagram.com/p/B6V_naJJyYz/?igshid=1vbhbwbzeswuo

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Entirely drenched but still in love with today . . . . . . Oru @kalon_fro padam https://www.instagram.com/p/B6DdzKqJp2a/?igshid=1xsa63uq1m14t

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Today was great.. I got to share my story with an amazing crowd.. Looking forward to more events from @pensnpolaroids.ig F. Y. I: This is how animated I get while storytelling. Captured right by : @nandagopanphotos @itss._.nanda #storiesoutloud https://www.instagram.com/p/B5iMHGJHlD9/?igshid=1xpau8ij6z7sa

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Should've posted long ago #krithi2019 #facepainting @raihana_shihabudeen (at Marian College of Architecture and Planning) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4hsIlIHmMZ/?igshid=l7djb6bai27o

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Got to perform @letsgetpatted event yesterday @designerscommunity.in Beautiful evening and a cool audience Wishing @letsgetpatted all the best for their future endeavours (at Designer's Community) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4b0bebJmYa/?igshid=9j21si6qpq9m

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Finding new roads https://www.instagram.com/p/B3rzm2ZneqR/?igshid=v1g0dz3auxwz

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All the childhood friends I've lost I'm sorry When we meet again We will make bubbles off of Grandma's shampoo And perfumes from The garden flowers https://www.instagram.com/p/B3mVSAVHoSz/?igshid=1r39xesn5ynvq

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Aphrodite is a bitch Confusing young lovers Wait and tragedy synonymous with pain and death Don't call me your Goddess... I'm simply a Mohini (at Bangalore International Exhibition Centre) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3htDSIHEtU/?igshid=wgfzpgga0u1f

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Unclean . . . Impure . . . “I’m so dirty and full of sin.” “__they did things . . . the bad man and the other two . . . they did things . . . did things to me.” The young Sohrab of Khaled Hosseini’s kite runner, taking long showers because he feels impure, shattered my heart. #tinitinytales #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #writers #writersofig #poetryporn #writer #wordporn #quote #quotes #quotesgram #wordgasm #words #poetryislife #poetryoftheday #writerscommunity #writersblock #writerslife #writersoninstagram #writersofinsta #writersunite #writerswrite #poem #poemsofinstagram #writersmovement #writerssociety #writerscorner

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Hopeless Alcoholic

It wasn’t beautiful..

The drink itself wasn’t

Nor the sight after that

Gulping the thin liquid of sour and vile

Bitter to the core and burning but not hot…

It did not leave a residue at the bottom

But gulping down that cold steam was hard..

It turned fresh as mint in my gut

With the gurgling sound only I can hear

That told me I was dying

That there were holes in my stomach

And liver and kidneys

And things I did not know I had…

That revolting smell

Became inviting familiarity

I knew I wanted more

A quick glance at nirvana…

That poison in my belly

Was now cotton

Giving me hope of

Leaving this life

Without going to the next…

I’m on my bike again

Realities too blur to be true

A hum in my ear

Loud enough to drown my sorrows

Before another cup

Gush of fountains’ in my mind

Now clear as crystal I see

The disturbing run of red

As my body burst through

Like a balloon

But filled with blood not mine

But of the ones I forgot

And the man I once was.

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Next time that song comes up make a better memory...