I'll Never Learn MASCULINE It blends together the scent

It blends together the scent of warm hay

I wanted to venture into a territory even more dangerous than the pure expression of personal instance translated into perfume

Genesis evokes the innocence each of us used to have inside

Notes: red juicy apples

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I'll Never Learn MASCULINE It blends together the scentSit here, thinkin' Thinkin' about the happy times we used to have Now they're gone forever I still have to wait for their return, no I'll never learn, I'll never learn Ill Never Learn, The Shangri las On the radio, the maudlin pop song is cut short by an emergency report: a motorcycle crash on some highway that barely exists in his mind. The man thinks back to his first love, glancing at the borrowed jacket that still hangs on the back of his doorit