you enter a room
and find
a chair,
it may not be
the chair you
wanted, but it's
the one available,
so you sit.
it's the chair
you return to
everyday.
in time it's
where others
expect to find you.
they know where
you are,
who you are,
your life is
defined by where
you have chosen
to sit.
when it's empty,
as all chairs
will be, they
will try to remember
your name,
they will ask,
who was it that
sat there. who
was in that
empty chair.
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