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There's always a depth to familiarity That has the mind at it's Beck and call Just a scent and the mind is Overwhelmed with history *Spinning Spinning* spinning Release A rush of emotions spill In consistency with the nerve synapses Connecting Nostalgic or regretful, Content or melancholy; Always a constant reminder Of the difference you can Never return to.
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 5:55 AM UTC
All too familiar
There's always a depth to familiarity That has the mind at it's Beck and call Just a scent and the mind is Overwhelmed with history *Spinning Spinning* spinning Release A rush of emotions spill In consistency with the nerve synapses Connecting Nostalgic or regretful, Content or melancholy; Always a constant reminder Of the difference you can Never return to.
Yanamari
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Mar 14, 2020
Mar 14, 2020 at 5:55 AM UTC
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