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The silence would smell like blossoming birches
Behind your house
Like incense sticks
Which your mother was obsessed with
Whose scent suffocated me in every room
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The silence would smell like your barley hair
During scalding sunny days
Like caramel nostalgia
Of a few minutes at the station
Like your perfume and stolen kisses
❤️‍🩹
Silence would smell like a meadow full of dandelions
Where...
