New house

The old fly trap door gradually opens, I step in the scent of new paint hits me making me dizzy. The walls are bare and glossy they look like there is wet paint on them.sitting in the corner a bronze round table. Brown boxes pile up around the house, new mattress lean against the wall. The arched grey couch makes me feel welcome.

Lani   

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