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Awakening

Venturing into unknown territories;
Plunging
into the different shades
of green and red and yellow,
sometimes too bright
for the weary eye,
often too pale
for the hopeful heart.
The dreaded smell
of air-conditioning
and nearly-molten plastic,
the familiar comfort
in the cherished melodies,
awakening the scent
of unfamiliar memories,
Long forgotten…

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