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Nov 2020
I didn’t smell it
When you were here
Until you leave
And you go there
Now my nose receives
The remaining scent of you.

Refusing to leave me.
Coffee with Cream
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Coffee with Cream  16/F/South Africa
(16/F/South Africa)   
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