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Jun 2020
I want it to lean heavily on my shoulder like a tired friend;
Tell me of its secrets with earthy hints of walnut and aniseed;
Lure me into warm melancholy with traces of apple and rosewood.
Simon Holzmann
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Simon Holzmann  32/M/Germany
(32/M/Germany)   
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