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Your scent, once cemented in my memory, has now faded It comes back occasionally A fleeting reenactment of the original Nonetheless, it still soaks me in nostalgia And I find myself needing to catch my breath Just like it used to catch whenever you showed up
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
Scent
Your scent, once cemented in my memory, has now faded It comes back occasionally A fleeting reenactment of the original Nonetheless, it still soaks me in nostalgia And I find myself needing to catch my breath Just like it used to catch whenever you showed up
#loss#missing
OliveYesterday
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OliveYesterday
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
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