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Drunk in a utopian stupor
Euphoric joy, looking at the sunset
Just like a dream that refuse to fade;
As we talk about theories of reincarnation,
Vibes of uncanny familiarity dawns in
Us, the place and the conversation!
Note: This is an acrostic poem. It is a poetry form, where the first letter of each line of the poem (read vertically) spells out a word. The poem is about the message of the word formed.
