The smell reminded me of yesterday, a hazy scent or perhaps mixed with the permanence of my decisions, not unlike the passing of summer and the hints of winter.

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Summar warmth clings, yet the chill permeates the weather, and one's solace turns to the new scents of the season; pumpkin spice.

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Apples, cinnamon, pumpkin spice, all are yummy as I eat these fall delights.

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As the seasons turn, so does life, and the scent of tomorrow is replaced by the naunces of yesterday.