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Jun 2020
I miss the smell of you.
The scent that lingers
long after you've been gone.
Cologne and cigarettes
stick to old bed sheets
like a leech on skin.
Yet it could be remedied
so very easily
with detergent.
Instead,
it deteriorates painfully
with time.
Written by
Lili  20/F/Canada
(20/F/Canada)   
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     Shubhankar Mathur and ---
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