Redolence

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I still remember the first time your druggy scent entered my nostrils. This mystical pleasure's extracting everything that is sane. The aroma can't be undone. It got me swooped and craving for more. The attar of yours was imprinted on my system instantly and the redolence of it only reminds me of a particular person. One person only.

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