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A Joint Account Candlelights flicker. Rocker's of wicker. I sit here musing what morning's to bring. Shifting and turning positions for learning. Chair's old joints are groaning creak pop pop pop creak. This chair is unstable. Should fix if I'm able. Or maybe just trash it and buy something sleek. Back to my musings my focus I'm losing. This chair's a distraction old useless and weak. Shifting and turning positions for learning. Stretch legs and flex ankles sound echoes once more. Stereo sendings identical blendings. I hear two-part melody. creak pop pop pop creak. I feel a bit humbled. Sound isn't jumbled. Rocker and rockee sing in harmony. I reverse my position about chair's condition. We've years left together creak pop pop pop creak!! |
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