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I almost forgot what today was

Till I caught the scent of your cologne on a passer-by.

The old pain rushed back so hard

It almost knocked me off my feet.

This time, only one tear fell.

I strained to see your face,

But the image wasn't as clear.

I can still hear your voice in my dreams,

But now the sound is fainter.

Last summer's bitter wine has grown sweeter.

Tonight I drank a glass

And threw the bottle away.

 

— Mary Martin

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Taken on December 16, 2005