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The Scent of Breath I cannot forget what I was never Meant to remember, the scent of breath frees Me from the encumbrance of words. I re Nounce this claim and all its renown, willing Ly invoking your good name and seeking Comfort, the sober good sense you once pro Vided so unselfishly. Why did you Leave me the encumbrance of words so Very long ago? Why did you abscond With the scent of breath and what draws you so Near to me now when what was forgotten Arises with all the irony and Ire of a muffler choked round my throat? I would dash to you in the most brilli Ant way if I could. The fuchsia would blind In its fury if it had some justi Fication to upheave itself from its Lung droop and acquire the scent of breath.
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