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    My grandfather's
    rocking chair
    always magnetized
    me,to lay on,
    but scarcely
    had it been so,
    he was old
    and senile
    Hardly had he
    left it vacant
    letting me sprawl
    I hankered after,
    him away,
    Lest I'm not
    getting to lay,
    my wish to dispose on,
    then one day
    Perennially undisturbed,
    He had left for his
    heavenly abode,
    appalled beside
    I stood
    gazing the
    devoid chair,
    Might my
    begrudge took him
    That rue
    so far I owe...

    ©Blackbird _

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