Earthy
And we without realizing it, the winter its cycle has renewed. That peculiar wet earthy smell that grew at a short pace, on that piece of paper from one moment to another disappeared. That last petal of nature dead, with its warm and intense red It will dissipate without anyone noticing. PD. I translated it but I don't know if it's right, any errors I accept corrections. ¡Thank u!
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