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Scent is the silent whisper of memory, flavoring both love lost and promises painted in pastels, briefly igniting our souls somewhere laissez-faire under the baking sun. - Olwen Brightleaf Scent is the silent whisper of memory, flavoring both love lost and promises painted in pastels, briefly igniting our souls somewhere laissez-faire under the baking sun. - Olwen Brightleaf Scent is the silent whisper of memory, flavoring both love lost and promises painted in pastels, briefly igniting our souls somewhere laissez-faire under the baking sun. - Olwen Brightleaf