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TRACK 1.2 (A)

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first of all, it's clementine. right. miss clementine. first off the list eh? oh, alphabetical order. okay, so uhm...

you reminded me of morning routines in a rainy day with the smell of vanilla scented candles lingering around the room as i pressed flowers in books and forgot about them the next second. charcoal black coffee in ceramic mugs under steel skies as i try to swim through library books in hunt for knowledge and the lost hours sacrificed to the statues in the museum.

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second—oh. blaze. here i go -

you reminded me of paint-tainted fingers with the kitchen covered in flour; a warm smile etched on my little sister's cheeks, drowned in honey and cinnamon tinted in vibrant hues. lots of spices and herbs scattered across the kitchen island as i read through old family recipes.

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third. oh... that... it's lila.

you reminded me of the sunlight shining through the foliage accompanied with a playful breeze in the afternoon. the smell of wildflowers and whispering sweet words to small creatures in the woods; wax seals and mischievous eyes as we picked berries from bushes.

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fourth on the list, seven. my frenemy —i guess?

you reminded me of those times i used to daydream in class, thinking that i'm having crunchy apples on long walks dressed in oversize jackets and strides over colorful marbles. skipping happily over puddles and leaving prints on mud—reminiscent of childhood, a fleeting dream of going to the moon and meeting an alien. greek mythology and the sound of coins plunging down the ground.

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fifth. miss mirabelle.

you reminded me of a romantic ongoing story set in medieval times akin to a visit to a nostalgic antique stores carrying an ice cream cone that seems to dripped anytime. brown and blue tones filling my myopia and shards of poetry fed through cream typewriters.

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OOC note:
pt. 2 mamaya
pagkagising ko