NEBBIA densa (dense) extension of a branch fallen in the wet moss and sailed by our stumbling steps among the trees that move the cathedral of mystery, with no horizons. The measure of things, the everyday breath, are missing, in the dark green iced by the thin clouds reshaping all the forms with a dump proud.
|Notes||Vetiver, Sandalwood, Botanical Moss, Palo Santo Wood, Dewy Accord|
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