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The dirty streets of my home
vanished
blurred
and blotched out
by beautiful city lights
The blinding streams of luminescent crystals
Closing my eyes to the light
the coldness of the light swept across my face
the warmth of Grayson's arms around me
The car turned up a stretch of road
that was towering with large hotels
all brandishing fancy names
I could even smell the essence of wine and wealth
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S U I T S (#2)
Short StoryLife consisted of men and lace Then Grayson took Ophelia home Life began to consist of wealth and S U I T S *Sequel to L A C E* ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Best Ranking: #152 in Short Story 19/1/16
