have the nice car,
the Benz,
or Porsche,
or the penthouse view,
once you feel the hotel
sheets
upon your skin
at the Waldorf, or
nibble on caviar,
or sip on French
wine
as you stretch your body out
on a white beach,
at some exotic locale,
it's hard
to go back.
what used to be
seems impossible.
you've gone way too far.
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