When the winds blow past your sugar frosted locks it carries me a gift of Madi scent intox~
icating to the heart and to the mind that fills the voids and makes me blind to all the world except the breeze that carried you with such great ease up to my nose and filled my lungs with happiness and bubblegum like tiny crystals making numb the pains that hence were made undone.
burrito sama Community Member 
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