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so she wore the same perfume
this pregnant checkout girl on lane two
she smiles her perfunctory smile
rings up my socks and i lean in to give her
the ten and it hits me
the same perfume
i smelled for a year of my life i wonder
where and what the girl i lost
i threw away like so much garbage i
still don't
seem to be able to
don't know if i'll ever
and i'm fumbling the change a five and a one
back into my wallet and saying thank you
and turning to leave and
still it rings in my nose that
same perfume