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In high vaulted walls, the steam does curl  and in another world, I lie submerged   The delicate brush  of velvet warmth
Bath the queen the traditional way Time made to bath Dwelling in riches Lost paradise Enchanted petals Power Magnified Sweet champagne sipped in bliss Cellulose sponge dribbling warmth down my back
Silence;              was a man i once ‘loved’ he said he lived in the bath that perhaps                if i held my head                                      below water 
Summer sun rises, Bobbing above the water. It fizzes and turns, letting the most beautiful shades of lemon and tangerine engulf its surroundings. I bask in its citrus sent.
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My head hurts. My bag is heavy. I feel it pull my shoulders down to my aching feet; To the ground. My back, oh my back. The brisk wind slaps me. My bones ache. My body stiff against the attack.
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