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Jan 2019
My favorite smell I ever smelled was a bit of dirt packed in a hole.

I feel like my favorite food, is just the favorite food of a fool.

I like starchy food.
And tough personalities.

I can smell good people,
a sweet smell at an ease.

I thought I knew a people,
and I hope heave for my friends.
But my pursuit for greatness,
I'll die before it ever ends.
T R S
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T R S  29/M
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