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帰宅した布団に残る、二日前の自分の匂い

1円玉でも100円玉でもない10円玉だけの匂い

赤ちゃんだった姪っ子の髪が、ほんの数年分成長した匂い

熟れたメロンの皮の匂い

旅先で感じた空気が、不意に蘇る夕立の匂い

結局聞きそびれたあの人が付けていた香水の匂い

1日だけ存在する、季節と季節の狭間の匂い

生きていると、不意に感じる香りがこう思わせる、

「きっと世界は思っているほど、広くない」

The smell of myself two days ago that remains
in the bed when I got home

The smell of a ¥10 coin that is so signiﬁcant,
not like a ¥1 or a ¥100 coin

The smell of the hair of my little niece,
growing only a few years since she was a baby

The smell of the skin of the ripe melon

The smell of the evening squall,
suddenly brings back the air that I felt when I was traveling

The smell of the perfume that the person was wearing
but I missed the chance to ask

The smell of between the seasons that only exists for one day

At times, the smell that comes out of the blue makes us think,
“Maybe the world is not as big as we think”