I can smell your perfume,
The scent of a fresh cup of coffee
And the burnt odor of cigarette from around the corner
Perhaps you worked out this morning
But didn't shower just yet?
And that subway station really reeks of last week's rain
The grass grows greener on the other side of the block
And soon the trees and bulbs will bloom
And they too will be smelled before they will be seen
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