Chair 


A chair marked with love 

Shaped to the liking like water

The sitter joy up. 

Refuse to ever give up.


As the morning mist fades

The chair grew tired. 

The sitter outgrew the like. 

Chair turns homeless


New chair celebrated

In a while sitter crave for what they've lost. 

But no amount of desire can bring it back. 

As it's no longer a chair. 


 

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