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I should sleep. Nestled quietly next to him. Bundled against that soft breeze. But I want to be mindful. Breathe in his lingering scent. That rests against my skin.
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May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
Sleep
I should sleep. Nestled quietly next to him. Bundled against that soft breeze. But I want to be mindful. Breathe in his lingering scent. That rests against my skin.
There is in some ways nothing more powerful then the sense of smell. The memories that get tied to it and the feelings.
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28/F/Vermont
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 2:13 AM UTC
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