the dress lies casually against the chair,
casually and effortlessly,
but very carefully arranged, to cause no wrinkles,
no night before the dance misfortunes.
the shoes are strewn across the floor,
they do not match perfectly,
but in the dark and fluorescent of the blinking lights
they will be perfect.
she stares blankly ahead, thinking forward
forward 24 hours...
what will they entail?
-Pamplemousse
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