Today, i spent my whole day chasing after the nose. It's really a pest. An agile, fast, dodgy one that is. Bloody irritating like hell, where it blows hot and cold. It's been a tiring chasing game. I don't seem to be able to catch it. Every few hours, i feel weak and fall into a slumber state. I suspect it sedated me with it's odourless, colourless fragrance in the form of a flower, or just pure air (Identifying has been an onerous process, so...). This is the power of this nose, which power-less its opponent.
Is it good or what, or i suck? Who is the master here? The one who chases or one being chase? Sniffs.
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