a package of Massage Oil (orange)

it was the sock that triggered me/ while i know there was a lot more. i hesitated, i wasn’t sure, it was the sock that triggered me. After a walk on black socks, i lost one. I don’t know why. so there was i, to walk further on only one sock. if i would have remembered what else there was/ it could have made things easier. luckily there is the smell of things. but the bottle is gone. where did i loose it? it was the sock that triggered me.

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