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Nostalgia
Buttery , Salty
Popcorn ;
So much wrapped in a smell ;
Close my eyes,
Sensory overload;
So many moments,
every kernel
Smiles, Late-night working ,
Each bite, mind traveling;
Angry , broken Reels
With every little taste,
Burns I would never erase ;
Engulf my mind with memories
So much wrapped in that smell,
Buttery, salty
Nostalgia
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