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May 2020
there is no aroma in my house
or none I've ever noticed
at least,
at least when she is not around.

i miss her scent,
her fragrance.
it's indescribable.

all I know that it's better than
the salty ocean breeze's
and fresher than
summer's red-ripe strawberries.
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       gianna marie, Eloisa, Indeed, rowdy lee, Parzival and 4 others
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