From your prompt "how lilacs smell, but it isn't lilacs at all", I got the poem, Every Spring - for me, lilacs remind me of my parents' divorce. We had lilacs along the borders of our backyard, thick bushes, a long row, bursting every spring.

This is very much a personal poem, and does not fall into any previous-created 'verse.

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