CHAPTER 21

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CXXI

PARAGON:

"Just a few questions

if I may,

There's no time

to kiss cheek to cheek.

Everything counts

with what you'll say,

This will certainly just

be quick."


CXXII

But Amber rose

from that hot seat.

She's sure enough

not to sit still.

This is

no place for an elite,

And she will certainly

not shrill.


CXXIII

AMBER:

"You and I know

how this will end.

You and I know

I'm not foolish.

You and I know

I will not bend,

For someone long gone

and vanished."


CXXIV

AMBER:

"So you can cross me

off that list,

There's one person

you can speak to,

And because

you truly insist,

My lawyer

can entertain you."


CXXV

And that ill girl

walks out the door,

Click and clack

goes her stilettos.

Left,

was the scent of her Dior,

As her

ramp of triumph echoes.


CXXVI

Was that

a mist of concealment?

What would she hide

in secrecy?

Maybe

that dearly-won moment,

Was then the smell

of victory.

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