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This bag of lavender that comforted you in your last days has comforted me since. Over the years it has lost its scent but still, on country strolls, the smell of fresh lavender stirs memories.
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
Forgetting
This bag of lavender that comforted you in your last days has comforted me since. Over the years it has lost its scent but still, on country strolls, the smell of fresh lavender stirs memories.
mark-e-engelbrecht
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
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