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Sep 2021
Uncharted days
Ahead stretch out
Like a season known
With all its ends

And the scent of you
The smell itself
Is what keeps me back
From running therein

Essence, my cornerstone
About a particular, beautiful smelling, past.

The most unplanned set. 11/12
Colm
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Colm
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