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there’s an essence to this i cannot capture
cannot tame
do not want to.
its the sunday morning sunshine, still chilly, reflecting in a weird way
it’s not the smell of paper, but of breakfast with scarves
it’s never stopped, always moved.
always, always, i chase it.
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