In the Auditorium de la Panacée,
not yet perfume or pheromone,
but only what he can see,
drawn exit as she heads home.
Every step on pulse of Montpellier,
one dropped program chances today.
Prudent for an approach easier,
when she stops at a Café.
Took a sip and tripped closer,
now pierced by what he can’t see.
Courtesy of Swiss industry and...
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