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Una (Poem)

As she dug through the
large cluttered closet
she was suddenly confronted
by the smell of
worn leather and Victoria Secret
she closed her eyes
and inhaled the scent of
The Blackbyrds
Courvoisier
midnight dancing
and for once she smiled
instead of frowned.

 

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