SO WHAT Eau de Parfum perfume The first thing she saw

The first thing she saw was a flurry of white petals carried by the midsummer breeze

People speak of lemonade with a kind of admiration

so much words but so silent

only an eternal twilight

so you add a slice of lemon to your rum

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