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Once again, car breaks down
Needs to be towed

Quite often, my life breaks down
Overload

But then, a little repair
Open Road
July perfume
Here you are
Wafting in the air
Like you belong everywhere
Straight to my lungs
And making me feel alive
Someone must have opened your bottle and never closed it
Must have been God
He knew that fragrance is all I needed
The sweet smell of my lover
My July perfume

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