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There is a chair that remembers my name, It creaks when I lie and it laughs when I blame. Four legs beneath it, but none touch the floor, And every confession makes it ask for more. Chair, chair, why do you know what I've done? You weren't even breathing, but somehow you run. I closed both my eyes, but the answer was there— Written in silence by my little chair.

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