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Dec 2020
My pride was the lingering smell on your skin,
Day by day, step by step you paraded my scent.
   My heart, mind, body and soul remained engrained in your skin,
         until my vial was empty, and you moved on to the next scent.
#scent
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       Imran Islam, yajushi and A Poet
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