There is a sense;
A fruity sense,
He snuffles it in
with a childish cry,
forgetting the memory
he does try.
Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC
There is a sense;
A fruity sense,
He snuffles it in
with a childish cry,
forgetting the memory
he does try.
Writing, Fiction, Short, Fruity, Sense, Smell, Olfactory, Memory, Try, Cry, Childish, Creative Writing, Snuffles, Forget, Nostalgia,
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