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Her Aura

The chill in the morning today,

Reminds me of the days with her,

The ones that we spent together,

Without a worry in the world.

Her skin had goosebumps,

With each of my touch,

Her body felt right,

So damn much.

The chill in the morning today,

Reminds me of her fragrances too,

A little like cocoa,

A little like vanilla too.

The memory of her had faded until,

The air brought the cocoa-vanilla aura,

And everything came back,

Everything, but her and our era.

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