Petrichor of Dulcet Raindrops
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Petrichor: the smell of the earth after a rainshower
Dulcet: sweet
We are made from stardust, and are bits and pieces of this wonderful earth. Doesn't it make sense for our sweet, sweet tears to leave an aftermath of beautiful art just as rain leaves behind a sweet smell after its downfall?
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