The fingers move incessantly
Pricking, pulling, patting and pampering.
I close my eyes away from,
The neat array of cosmetics!
As their colors stop to dazzle me,
I inhale the reviving fragrance.
Aromatic oils and perfumes in the air!
Soft music floats around,
Dripping me into, dreamy reverie!
Adept taps wake me up!
I sip the herbal tea
That refreshes my five spirits.
I come out with a free mind
And
An empty wallet!
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