if i were a boy, i think i would look something like this. my cologne would be new mown grass, sawdust, old spice, and a touch of woodsmoke. i would know how to make bread, be amazingly kind, and i would be patient. i would have dreams that smelled like patchouli, maple and spiced tea. i would plant a patch of poppies and play music for the person in my heart.
reminiscent of my father, your words.
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