I was wearing a dress that seemed to go on for days. Shimmering with beads, pearls, and dazzled in sparkles. My hair pined back with the slightest clip, and it was perfect. My shoes were made of glass, and I imagined me being the perfect hight to kiss you with out an effort. Cheeks like rose,a smile white like snow. The doors seemed to reach the
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