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That Scent
My backyard smells like burning plastic, but sweet... I think the neighbors are blowing bubbles... maybe they’re blowing smoke...
I’m not so innocent. I know it too well to say no.
I’m not so innocent. I know it too well to say no.
Published 25th Mar 2019
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