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History's smell.
Like old roses on a breeze.
It would lurk forever in ordinary things. In coat-hangers.
Tomatoes. In the tar on roads. In certain colours. In the plates at a restaurant. In the absence of words. And the emptiness in eyes.
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Like old roses on a breeze.
It would lurk forever in ordinary things. In coat-hangers.
Tomatoes. In the tar on roads. In certain colours. In the plates at a restaurant. In the absence of words. And the emptiness in eyes.
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