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Temptations.

Shiny things.

Untouched or untouchable.

They sit at a higher place beckoning for you to come near.

A beautiful rose baring its beauty and wanting appreciation.

But you must be careful,

There is a price.

There’s always a price.

That pedistal a thing so priceless sits on comes with rules.

Its only intention is to temp.

Don’t fall in because of a quick fix,

Temporary happiness,

A chance to at least get to close your eyes at night and catch a wink of sleep.

Temptations are yawning traps ready to swallow.

There’s always a price,

There always is.

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