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Petrichor

Pitter patter raindrops fall on the ground , the moist soil exuding the sweet redolence make me astound. The raindrops touch my cheek, I have never felt so chic. I am swathed in a mystical ensemble created by nature. I feel like an art queen in a crowded theatre. All eyes are on me, but I have never felt so free. I am wet and muddy yet no mirror can make me feel shoddy. I am covered with nature's scent . A fragrance so powerful and elegant. The breeze that touches my face, imprints a memory I can never erase. The raindrops dripping from my hair are touching my lips. I try to wipe it away with my fingertips. This scent has made me a pluviophile, I don't need no lover to smile. It's an epitome of nature's alchemy, I don't need to hide under a canopy. A smell so riveting and tender, Its no ordinary scent, Its PETRICHOR.

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Date: 4/5/2021 12:47:00 PM
- Congratulations :)
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Garima Dubey
Date: 4/6/2021 1:21:00 AM
Thank you so much Sunshine Smile
Date: 4/1/2021 7:49:00 PM
Your words are so graceful and evocative, your talent shines here, Garima, this is lovely~
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Garima Dubey
Date: 4/1/2021 10:46:00 PM
Thank you so much Michelle.
Date: 4/1/2021 3:16:00 PM
I too love the scent after a shower of rain, many congrats on your win Garima:-) hugs Jan xx
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Garima Dubey
Date: 4/1/2021 10:38:00 PM
Thanks a lot Jan for your kind appreciation.