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Hangs on a hanger at Good Will Among many others Whose time has past Out of fashion out of time But their scent remains alive The pheromones of their lives The dopamine The cortisol The chemistry of our experience The pleasures the stress their pains remain & linger in the scents A lifetime come & gone Doesn't get much notice We mostly pass it by Though you may feel it in the air from time to time emanating from The dead man's suit on a hanger at Good Will.
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Oct 28, 2021
Oct 28, 2021 at 1:10 AM UTC
The Dead Man's Suit
Hangs on a hanger at Good Will Among many others Whose time has past Out of fashion out of time But their scent remains alive The pheromones of their lives The dopamine The cortisol The chemistry of our experience The pleasures the stress their pains remain & linger in the scents A lifetime come & gone Doesn't get much notice We mostly pass it by Though you may feel it in the air from time to time emanating from The dead man's suit on a hanger at Good Will.
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Oct 28, 2021
Oct 28, 2021 at 1:10 AM UTC
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