Smells

To me everything has a smell.

Smell of a woman (firstly), smell of an adult, smell of a child, smell of love, smell of food, smell of a moment that can be remembered some day, smell in the present, smell of the future and whatever. Everything.

Some day when i am walking arround and thinking out loud, i feel smell of the past (the good past), and i think if the past was better than the present, because i feel like it was…

Inocense beyond the past.

Better days. :) LOL

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