A scent reminiscent of the warm weather

As if my room turns into a

space

with

f

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l

l

i

n

g

utumn leaves

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Wind blowing through my hair

The smell of freshly plowed earth

or a field after a rainstorm

The strong aromatic

swirls of colors

warm

pungent

scent

Sweet but

not

cloyin

The camphorous

&

woody undertones

balances everything out

Everything

merges

together

A blend of

spice

sweet

sour

The air is highlighted by sparkling citrus

subtly tangy

With a hint of

ginger

rosemary

cinnamon

I am wrapped in a blend of berry-infused vanilla

It reminds me of

home

my blanket

a warm hug

A soothing silence

I feel like I am in an

infinite space

floating

in

nothingness

It is dark in here

Sparks

of colors

appear gradually

Like fireflies painting the stars in the night sky