The relaxing and calm scent.
Of the trees and the flowers.
I once again long for the nights to come.

But, as the innocence of life.
Slipped away with the age.
Of the coming darkness.
I am left with nothing more
Than a vivid memory.
Of a time and place.

Now wandering the dystopia.
That this period has granted us.
I smell more the pollution.
Of the earths bane.
And I watch as the fog thickens.
Taking my memory's away.

Away to a place I cannot return.
That kept the heart in its purest form.

Now wandering the dystopia.
That this period has granted us.
I smell more the pollution.
Of the earths bane.
And I watch as the fog thickens.
Taking my memory's away.

I long for the scent of roses.
The touch of nature in its element.
Where the trees sing.
and the water is pure.
Reminiscence is the only hope I have.

Now wandering the dystopia.
That this period has granted us.
I smell more the pollution.
Of the earths bane.
And I watch as the fog thickens.
Taking my memory's away.

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