so that she will remain unaware

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current listen: human after all-- daft punk.






today, the grass smelled sharp and it forced a recollection of other, stronger smells; thus i found myself remembering him. and how i had been so familiar with his scent that i could have recognized whether or not he had entered the room. i had buried my nose in that smell, breathed in deep and fostered its merging with my own aroma. sometimes it was muted by a blanket or soapy water. sometimes it was even more aggressive as it lapped my skin and covered me inside and out.
but now it has begun to fade. and i still can't decide whether or not that is a good thing.










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