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Could you stop and take inhale, olfactory?
Accomplice to expression
It makes itself known
By a changing a tone
Invisible reminder
More's desired from the fizz of skin
It's umbra reminds me of past beliefs
And the holidays they had
Empiricism, why'd they not preach that?
So a magic training first
How's about the musk of your own deeds?
Oh, how much I want to of your smell
Dewness from the below, morning from the above
Too many developed from the eyes, ears
Touch and the taste, stories of the waste
The big secrets now
How we've lost and found
Something not quite said
Until everything's in bed
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