I LOVE PARIS…OR DO I? (Postcard Poetry)

Lies travel faster in Paris.

The air is so saturated with romance and passion,

that deception slides across the surface

fueled by mere promise.

Lies travel faster in Paris.

But no one visits expecting the truth.

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