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That smell
Of weekend
And then the urge of holding the weekend as long as the whole week stays in our calendars ,
That smell of
Roasted coffee beans
And then the urge of letting it cool down while because of my I overthinking I carried to the table .
That smell of
Hot chocolate in winters
And then the fear of letting it freeze because of travelling in nostalgia.
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