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in with your smell The smell of the return

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The sadness of smoke unwillingly

life in solitude
distracted and one of the first falling leaves
still, your love.
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I was beautiful in your eyes,
so beautiful that did not seem real.
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Your eyes soft, divine
frightened by the wind.
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braided hair
old smell of your skin
undermines the few defenses
tired and leaves from the branches.
. On the thought

as the desire for a cigarette
inspiro eagerly
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smell return
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Beatrice Niccolai
"The smell of return"
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