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Monday, June 30, 2008
Hue
When the deep purple falls over sleepy garden walls
And the stars begin to twinkle in the sky—
In the mist of a memory you wander back to me
Breathing my name with a sigh...
The origins of Deep Purple lie in this small poem :)
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