As the breeze flows
Through the spring lilacs
I seem my self
Getting addicted to
Their bitter sweet
Perfume
The floats around the evening air
Take a wiff
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 12:56 PM UTC
As the breeze flows
Through the spring lilacs
I seem my self
Getting addicted to
Their bitter sweet
Perfume
The floats around the evening air
Take a wiff
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