The Un-Named Fragrance
I don't smell it; i feel it.
Deep inside I know; it's there.
I sense it everyday.
It's never forgotten, yet I've forgotten what it was.
Have I ever wondered, where it came from?
It's just there.
It's a special reminder of a forgotten memory.
But this reminder won't let me remember; the memory that is lost.
Is it forever gone?
But this reminder somehow still reminds me of the memory.
That i have forever forgotten.
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